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Tell me daughter Juliet,
How stands your disposition to be married?”
“It is an honour I dream not of.”
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— 8 hours, 29 min ago
How stands your disposition to be married?”
“It is an honour I dream not of.”
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“ The earth hath shallow’d all my hopes but she,
She is the hopeful lady of my earth:”
— 8 hours, 39 min ago
She is the hopeful lady of my earth:”
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She is too fair, too wise; wisely too tair, To merit bliss by making me despair:
She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead, that live to tell it now.
Benvolio: Be rul'd by me; forget to think of her.
Romeo: Ol teach me how I should forget to think.”
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She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead, that live to tell it now.
Benvolio: Be rul'd by me; forget to think of her.
Romeo: Ol teach me how I should forget to think.”
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That, when she dies, with beauty dies her store.”
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“From loves weak childish bow she lives unharmed.”
— 8 hours, 49 min ago
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“With cupids arrow - she hath Dain’s wit;
And in strong proof of chasity bow she lives unharm’d.”
— 8 hours, 49 min ago
And in strong proof of chasity bow she lives unharm’d.”
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Benvolio; No, coz I rather weep.
Romantic Romeo en silly benvolio
“Ah me. Sad hours seem so long”
— 9 hours, 12 min ago
Romantic Romeo en silly benvolio
“Ah me. Sad hours seem so long”
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O brawling lovel O loving hate!
O anything, of nothing first created!
O heavy lightness| serious vanityl
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel ,that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
— 9 hours, 13 min ago
O anything, of nothing first created!
O heavy lightness| serious vanityl
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel ,that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
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Romeo: Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine?— me!-What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love:-Why then, O brawling lovel O loving hate!
— 9 hours, 14 min ago
Where shall we dine?— me!-What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love:-Why then, O brawling lovel O loving hate!
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Benvolio: It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?
Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
Benvolio: In love?
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Romeo: Out—
Benvolio: Of love?
Romeo: Out of her favour, where I am in love.
Benvolio: Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!
— 9 hours, 15 min ago
Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short.
Benvolio: In love?
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Romeo: Out—
Benvolio: Of love?
Romeo: Out of her favour, where I am in love.
Benvolio: Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!

