To twinkle in their spheres 'till they return. Jul. Ah me! Rom. She fpeaks. Oh, speak again, bright angel! for thou art Jul. O Romeo, Romeo-wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father, and refufe thy name : Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, Rom Shall I hear more, or fhall I fpeak at this? Jul. 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy: Rom. I take thee at thy word: [Afide. Jul. Jul. What man art thou, that thus, befcreen'd in night, So ftumbleft on my counsel? Rom. By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am: Had I it written, I would tear the word. Jul. My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's uttering, yet I know the found. Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? Rom. Neither, fair Saint, if either thee diflike. The orchard-walls are high, and hard to climb; Rom. With love's light wings did I o'er-perch thefe walls, For ftony limits cannot hold love out; And what love can do, that dares love attempt: Jul. If they do fee thee, they will murder thee. Rom. Alack! there lies more peril in thine eye, Than twenty of their fwords; look thou but fweet, And I am proof against their enmity. Jul. I would not for the world, they faw thee here. Rom. I have night's cloke to hide me from their eyes, And but thou love me, let them find me here; Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. Jul. By whofe direction found'ft thou out this place? Rom. By love, that firft did prompt me to enquire; He lent me counfel, and I lent him eyes: I am no Pilot, yet wert thou as far As As that vaft shore, wash`d with the fartheft sea, Jul. Thou know'ft the mafk of night is on my face, And therefore thou may'ft think my 'haviour light; Rom. Lady, by yonder bleffed moon I vow, moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb; Jul. Do not fwear at all; Or, if thou wilt, fwear by thy gracious felf, And I'll believe thee. Rom. If my true heart's love Jul. Well, do not fwear-although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night; It is too rafh, too unadvis'd, too fudden, mine. Jul. I gave thee mine, before thou didst request it: And yet I would, it were to give again. Rom. Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpofe, love? Jul. But to be frank, and give it thee again. I hear fome noise within; dear love, adieu ! [Nurfe calls within. Anon, good nurfe:-Sweet Montague, be true: Stay but a little, I will come again. Rom. O bleffed, bleffed night! I am afraid, Being in night, all this is but a dream; Too flattering-fweet to be fubftantial. Re-enter Juliet above. Exit. Jul. Three words, dear Romeo, and good-night indeed: If that thy bent of love be honourable, Thy purpose marriage, fend me word to-morrow, And follow thee, my love, throughout the world. [Within: Madam. I come, anon -but if thou mean'ft not well, I do beseech thee-[Within: Madam.] By and by, 1 come To cease thy fuit, and leave me to my grief. To-morrow will I fend. foul, Rom. So thrive my foul, Jul. A thousand times good-night. [Exit. Rom A thousand times the worse, to want thy light, Love goes tow`rd love, as fchool-boys from their books; But love from love, tow'rds fchool with heavy looks. Enter Juliet again. Jul. Hift! Romeo, hift! O for a falkner's voice, To lure this Taffel gentle back again Bondage is hoarfe, and may not speak aloud; And make her airy tongue more hoarfe than mine, Rom. It is my love that calls upon my name, How filver-fweet found lovers' tongues by night, Like fofteft mufic to attending ears! Jul. Romeo! Rem. My Sweet! Jul. At what o'clock to-morrow Shall I fend to thee? Rom. By the hour of nine. Jul. I will not fail, 'tis twenty years 'till then,I have forgot why I did call thee back. Rom. Let me ftand here till thou remember it. Jul. I fhall forget, to have thee ftill ftand there ; Remembring how I love thy company. Rom. And I'll fill ftay to have thee ftill forget, Forgetting any other home but this. gone, Jul. 'Tis almoft morning. I would have thee And |