~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~JULIET~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Madam I am here what is your will?
I look to like if looking liking move,but no more deep will then my dark thy eye for thous consect of strength to make it fly.
Good pilgram you do wrong your hand to much which none of the manly devotion shows in this,for saints have hands for pilgrams hands do touch form palm to palm is holy palmers kiss.I a pilgram saints do not move or grant for preys sake.
My only love spring form my only hate to early seen and known to late predijuous birth of love it is to me that I must love a loathed emeny.
Why me,Romeo oh Romeo where for art thou Romeo denie thy father and refuse thy name or will not be for sworn my love and I will no longer be a Capuliet.It is but thy love that is thy emeny,thy arent thy self a Montigue.Whats Montigure is it nor hand not foot nor arm nor any other part belonging to man,Whats in a name how which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.So Romeo would for not Romeo call contain that dear affection which he owns without that title.Oh Romeo dolf thy name and take all thy self.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I should say goodnight til it be morrow.
Oh nurese what news?nurse?Thou says like an honmest gentalman,where is your mother?!Oh what fray is here ocme what says Romeo!?
Come gental night come my loveing black brown night bring me my Romeo and when I shell die take him and cut him into littlew stars and he will make the face of heavon so fine that all the love will will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun,oh I have bought a mansion of a love but not possed it altho I am sold not yet enjoyed,oh titous as this day as tho I am am impatient child has new robes but may not wear them.
Harsh night killed by light frowning wirth a flowering face my beloved couisonway he slewn by Romeos hand?God this can not be Romeo who killed my couison.
Not not be gone its not yet near day,let day in and let night out.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I should say goodnight til it be morrow.
Not proud you have but thankful you have,proud that I can never be of what I hate!
Oh nurse please words of comfert nurse,does thou speak form thou heart?Then go in and tell my lady I am gone have displeased my father to fryer lawerenses celler to be exsolved.
Are you at lizure father now or shell I come to you at even mass?
That may be sir when I may be your wife.
Then you must tell me how I may I prevent this.With this I'll help it presantly.
Be not to long to speak I long to die!
No mother I must rest for the buferer for out state tomorrow so please have the nurse n ot sit up with you tonight for I am sure you have your hands full all in so sudden binsness.
Fellwell for God knows when we shell speak again.
Romeo I drink to thee
Oh Romeo what fray is here?
I shell kiss thy lips and taste thy poison.
Madam I am here what is your will?
I look to like if looking liking move,but no more deep will then my dark thy eye for thous consect of strength to make it fly.
Good pilgram you do wrong your hand to much which none of the manly devotion shows in this,for saints have hands for pilgrams hands do touch form palm to palm is holy palmers kiss.I a pilgram saints do not move or grant for preys sake.
My only love spring form my only hate to early seen and known to late predijuous birth of love it is to me that I must love a loathed emeny.
Why me,Romeo oh Romeo where for art thou Romeo denie thy father and refuse thy name or will not be for sworn my love and I will no longer be a Capuliet.It is but thy love that is thy emeny,thy arent thy self a Montigue.Whats Montigure is it nor hand not foot nor arm nor any other part belonging to man,Whats in a name how which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.So Romeo would for not Romeo call contain that dear affection which he owns without that title.Oh Romeo dolf thy name and take all thy self.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I should say goodnight til it be morrow.
Oh nurese what news?nurse?Thou says like an honmest gentalman,where is your mother?!Oh what fray is here ocme what says Romeo!?
Come gental night come my loveing black brown night bring me my Romeo and when I shell die take him and cut him into littlew stars and he will make the face of heavon so fine that all the love will will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun,oh I have bought a mansion of a love but not possed it altho I am sold not yet enjoyed,oh titous as this day as tho I am am impatient child has new robes but may not wear them.
Harsh night killed by light frowning wirth a flowering face my beloved couisonway he slewn by Romeos hand?God this can not be Romeo who killed my couison.
Not not be gone its not yet near day,let day in and let night out.
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I should say goodnight til it be morrow.
Not proud you have but thankful you have,proud that I can never be of what I hate!
Oh nurse please words of comfert nurse,does thou speak form thou heart?Then go in and tell my lady I am gone have displeased my father to fryer lawerenses celler to be exsolved.
Are you at lizure father now or shell I come to you at even mass?
That may be sir when I may be your wife.
Then you must tell me how I may I prevent this.With this I'll help it presantly.
Be not to long to speak I long to die!
No mother I must rest for the buferer for out state tomorrow so please have the nurse n ot sit up with you tonight for I am sure you have your hands full all in so sudden binsness.
Fellwell for God knows when we shell speak again.
Romeo I drink to thee
Oh Romeo what fray is here?
I shell kiss thy lips and taste thy poison.