JULIET Thou know’st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek 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! I know thou wilt say ‘Ay,’ And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear’st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers’ perjuries Then say, Jove laughs.
O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think’st I am too quickly won, I’ll frown and be perverse an say thee nay, So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world.
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast! JULIET I gave thee mine before thou didst request it: And yet I would it were to give again. If that thy bent of love be honourable, Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow, 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. JULIET I come, anon.–But if thou mean’st not well, I do beseech thee– NURSE [Within] Madam! I feel kind of bad Because she’s only thirteen, But I’m a horny Italian kid So people will probably understand. Who cares: her cheeks are so shiny, Like the glow from my cell phone, I wish all the world was so bright And full of singing birds and stuff.
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.
JULIET I would not for the world they saw thee here. JULIET I haven’t heard you talk much before, But I’d know that voice anywhere! The orchard walls are hard to climb, And my family will beat the shit out of you If they find you here. I’ve been walking around all day looking for this place. I can’t believe you heard everything I said tonight!
ROMEO By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. JULIET Seriously, they’ll chop your balls of if they see you.
I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash’d with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise. ROMEO Hell, I’m more scared of looking in your eyes Than a good beat down or a drive-by shooting.
JULIET What man art thou that thus bescreen’d in night So stumblest on my counsel? JULIET Don’t swear at all; Or, if you really want to, swear by yourself. I mean, you’re moving a bit quickly, Like a damned lightning bolt.