Nurse. Anon, anon: Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. [Exeunt. Enter CHORUS. Now old desire doth on his death-bed lie, And young affection gapes to be his heir: That fair, for which love groan'd sore, and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is belov'd, and loves again, Alike bewitched by the charm of looks; But to his foe suppos'd he must complain, And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks: Being held a foe he may not have access To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; And she as much in love, her means much less To meet her new-beloved any where: But passion lends them power, time means to meet, Temp'ring extremities with extreme sweet. 740 [Exit Chorus. ACT ACT II. SCENE I. The Street. Enter ROMEO alone. Romeo. CAN I go forward, when my heart is here? Enter BENVOLIO, with MERCUTIO, Ben. Romeo! my cousin Romeo! Mer. He is wise; And, on my life, hath stol'n him home to bed. [Exit, Ben. He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall: Call, good Mercutio, Mer. Nay, I'll conjure too. Why, Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover! Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh, Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied; Cry but-Ay me! couple but-love and dove; 19 20 By By her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh, And the demesnes that there adjacent lies That in thy likeness thou appear to us. Ben. An if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. Mer. This cannot anger him: 'twould anger him To raise a spirit in his mistress' circle Of some strange nature, letting it there stand 'Till she had laid it, and conjur'd it down; That were some spight: my invocation Is fair and honest, and, in his mistress' name, 30 Ben. Come, he hath hid himself among those trees, To be consorted with the humorous night: Blind is his love, and best befits.the dark. Mer. If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree, And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit, Ben. Go, then for 'tis in vain To seek him here, that means not to be found. 40 [Exeunt. SCENE SCENE II. CAPULET'S Garden. Enter ROMEO. Rom. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound.— But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks ? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!-- [JULIET appears above, at a Window. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green, It is my lady; O, it is my love: O, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing; What of that? discourses, I will answer it. Her eye 50 60 I am too bold, 'tis not to me it speaks: that O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek! Jul. Ay me! Rom. She speaks : O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art Unto the white upturned wond'ring eyes 70 Jul. O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father, and refuse thy name: Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, 80 Rom. Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? Jul. 'Tis but thy name, that is my enemy; Rom. I take thee at thy word: go Call |