Not mad, but bound more than a Whose house? is; Servant Shut up in prison, kept without my food, My master's. Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, ROMEO good fellow. Indeed, I should have ask'd you that Servant before. God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you Servant read? Now I'll tell you without asking: my ROMEO master is the Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. great rich Capulet; and if you be not of Servant the house Perhaps you have learned it without of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a book: but, I cup of wine. pray, can you read any thing you see? Rest you merry! ROMEO Ay, if I know the letters and the Exit language. Servant BENVOLIO Ye say honestly: rest you merry! At this same ancient feast of Capulet's ROMEO Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so Stay, fellow; I can read. lovest, With all the admired beauties of Verona: Go thither; and, with unattainted eye, Reads Compare her face with some that I shall 'Signior Martino and his wife and show, daughters; And I will make thee think thy swan a County Anselme and his beauteous crow. sisters; the lady ROMEO widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio When the devout religion of mine eye and his lovely Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears nieces; Mercutio and his brother to fires; Valentine; mine And these, who often drown'd could uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; never die, my fair niece Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his One fairer than my love! the all-seeing cousin sun Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A Ne'er saw her match since first the world fair begun. assembly: whither should they come? BENVOLIO Servant Tut, you saw her fair, none else being Up. by, Herself poised with herself in either eye: ROMEO Whither? But in that crystal scales let there be Servant weigh'd To supper; to our Your lady's love against some other ROMEO maid
Not mad, but bound more than a is; Shut up in prison, kept without my food, Whipp'd and tormented and--God-den, good fellow. Servant God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read? ROMEO Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. Servant Perhaps you have learned it without book: but, I pray, can you read any thing you see? ROMEO Ay, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Ye say honestly: rest you merry! ROMEO Stay, fellow; I can read. Reads 'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters; County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely nieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mine uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair niece Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair assembly: whither should they come? Servant Up. ROMEO Whither? Servant To supper; to our ROMEO Whose house? Servant My master's. ROMEO Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before. Servant Now I'll tell you without asking: my master is the great rich Capulet; and if you be not of the house of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry! Exit BENVOLIO At this same ancient feast of Capulet's Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, With all the admired beauties of Verona: Go thither; and, with unattainted eye, Compare her face with some that I shall show, And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. ROMEO When the devout religion of mine eye Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; And these, who often drown'd could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun. BENVOLIO Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself poised with herself in either eye: But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid
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