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JULIET
By whose direction found’st thou out this place?
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JULIET
Who told you how to get here below my bedroom?
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ROMEO
By love, that first did prompt me to inquire.
He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes.
I am no pilot. Yet, wert thou as far
As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea,
I would adventure for such merchandise.
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ROMEO
Love showed me the way—the same thing that made me
look for you in the first place. Love told me what to do, and I let
love borrow my eyes. I’m not a sailor, but if you were
across the farthest sea, I would risk everything to gain you.
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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 tonight.
Fain would I dwell on form. Fain, fain deny
What I have spoke. But farewell compliment!
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say
“ay,”
And I will take thy word. Yet if thou swear’st
Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries,
They 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 and say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo. But else, not for the world.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,
And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light.
But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove more true
Than those that have more coying to be strange.
I should have been more strange, I must confess,
But that thou overheard’st, ere I was 'ware,
My true love’s passion. Therefore pardon me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so discovered.
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JULIET
You can’t see my face because it’s dark out.
Otherwise, you’d see me blushing about the things
you’ve heard me say tonight. I would be happy to keep up
good manners and deny the things I said. But forget about good
manners. Do you love me? I know you’ll say
“yes,” and I’ll believe you. But if
you swear you love me, you might turn out to be lying. They say Jove laughs when lovers lie to each other. Oh Romeo, if you
really love me, say it truly. Or if you think it’s too easy
and quick to win my heart, I’ll frown and play hard-to-get,
as long as that will make you try to win me, but otherwise I
wouldn’t act that way for anything. In truth, handsome
Montague, I like you too much, so you may think my behavior is
loose. But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove myself more
faithful than girls who act coy and play hard-to-get. I should have
been more standoffish, I confess, but you overheard me talking about
the love in my heart when I didn’t know you were there. So
excuse me, and do not assume that because you made me love you so
easily my love isn’t serious.
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ROMEO
Lady, by yonder blessèd moon I vow,
That tips with silver all these fruit-tree
tops—
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ROMEO
Lady, I swear by the sacred moon above, the moon that paints the
tops of fruit trees with silver—
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