Romeo and Juliet Act II. Scene II.
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It is the east, and Juliet is the sun! | |||||
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, | |||||
Who is already sick and pale with grief, | |||||
That thou her maid art far more fair than she: | 8 | ||||
Be not her maid, since she is envious; | |||||
Her vestal livery is but sick and green, | |||||
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. | |||||
It is my lady; O! it is my love: | 12 | ||||
O! that she knew she were. | |||||
She speaks, yet she says nothing: what of that? | |||||
Her eye discourses; I will answer it. | |||||
I am too bold, ’tis not to me she speaks: | 16 | ||||
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, | |||||
Having some business, do entreat her eyes | |||||
To twinkle in their spheres till they return. | |||||
What if her eyes were there, they in her head? | 20 | ||||
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars | |||||
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven | |||||
Would through the airy region stream so bright | |||||
That birds would sing and think it were not night. | 24 | ||||
See! how she leans her cheek upon her hand: | |||||
O! that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek. | |||||
Saturday, February 18, 2012
It is my lady; O! it is my love...
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I LOVE that picture. :)
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