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My name, dear saint, is hateful tcj myself,
Because it is an enemy to thee,
Ju l i e t .— My cars have not yet dru nk a hundred words
Of that tongue’s uttering, yet T know the sound!
Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague ?
R o m e o .— Neither, fair saint, if either thee displease.
Juliet.— H ow cam’st thou hither?— tell me— and for what ?
The orchard walls are high, and hard to climb;
And the place, death, considering who thou art,
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
R o m e o .— With love’s light wings did 1 o’cr-perch these walls
Fur stony limits cati not hold love ou t;
And what love can do, that dares love attempt;
Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.
Ju l i e t .— I f th e y do sec thee here, th e y 'll m urder thee,
R o m e o ,— A lack, there lies m ore peril in thine eye,
Than twenty of their swords ! look thou but sweet,
And 1 am proof against their enmity.

J u l i e t .— -T would not, for the world, they saw thee here ;
By whose direction found’st thou out this place?

R o m e o .— B y love, w h o first did pro m p t m e to inquire;
l i e Sent m e counsel, and I lent h im eyes.
1 am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore washed with the furthest sea,
1 would adventure for such merchandise,

J u l i e t .— T h o u k n o w ’st, th e mask o f n igh t is on my face,
R ise w ould a m aiden b lu s h bepaint m y ch eck,
For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night!
Fain would I dwell on form; fain, fain deny
What I have spoke! But farewell compliment!
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say— A y,
And i will take thy word! yet, if thou swear’st,
Thou may1 st prove false; at lovers’ perjuries,
They say, Jove laughs. Oh, gentle Romeof