Balcony Scene

detozufa's version from 2017-05-18 22:40


Ah me!


O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore are thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.


Tis but thy name that is my enemy. Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What is a Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, so Romeo would were he not Romeo called, retain that dear perfection which he owes, without that title:- Romeo, doff thy name and for that name which is no part of thee, take all myself.


What man art thou?


Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?


How cam'st thou hither?


If any of my kinsmen find thee here, they will murder thee.


By whose direction found'st thou out this place?


O gentle Romeo, if though dost love, pronounce it faithfully.


O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, lest that thy love prove likewise variable.


Do not swear at all. This is too rash, too sudden. Sweet, good night.


What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?


I gave thee mine before thou didst request it.


I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu.


Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, stay but a little, I will come again.


Dear Romeo, if thy love be honorable, thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow, by one that I'll procure to come to thee, where and what time thou wilt perform the rite; and all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay, and follow thee my lord throughout the world-


I come, anon. -but, if thou beseech thee,-


By and by, I come: -to cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief. Tomorrow will I send.


A thousand times good night! Romeo!


What o'clock tomorrow shall I send to thee?


I will not fail; tis twenty years till then. Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night, till it be morrow.