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ACT II, Scene vi |
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Act II Scene vi: Friar Laurence's
cell. Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEO. |
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FRIAR LAURENCE |
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Heaven smile upon this holy act
of marriage
so that sorrow will not come later. |
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ROMEO |
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Amen, amen! But whatever sorrow
comes,
it cannot equal the joy
that one short minute in her sight gives me.
If you will marry us with holy words,
then let love-destroying death do what he dares.
It's enough that I may call her mine. |
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FRIAR LAURENCE |
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Violent passions have violent
ends,
and in triumph they die, like fire and gunpowder,
which consume one another when they kiss. Even the sweetest
honey
tastes sickenly sweet if eaten to excess
and will destroy the appetite.
So love moderately. Love that lasts a long time is moderate.
To push love too fast can be as bad as being to slow to love. |
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Enter JULIET. |
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Here comes the lady. O, so light
a foot as hers
will never wear out the path.
A lover may ride upon a spider's thread
that waves in the wandering summer breeze,
and yet not fall. So light is earthly love. |
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JULIET |
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Good morning, father. |
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FRIAR LAURENCE |
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Romeo will kiss you for us both,
daughter. |
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JULIET |
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The same greeting to Romeo, otherwise
he thanks me too much. |
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ROMEO |
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Ah, Juliet, if you're as happy
as I am, and if you can
sing better than I do, go ahead and sweeten the air with your
voice,
and let beautiful music
tell the happiness that both
of us feel in meeting each other here. |
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JULIET |
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True understanding is deeper
in meaning than mere words
and is important for its result not pretty rhetoric.
Those who can verbalize their happiness have little
happiness to speak of. My true love has grown so much that
I can't tell even half of it in words. |
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FRIAR LAURENCE |
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Come! Come with me and we'll
make this ceremony short.
You shall not be alone,
until the holy church joins you two together. |
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They exit. |
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