Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow Scrpit
Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow Scrpit
Partying Is Such Sweet Sorrow Scrpit
JULIET Ay me!
JULIET
Who has come to my house so late in the night?
ROMEO By a name
I do not know how to tell you who I am:
My name, dear saint, is hateful to me,
Because it is an enemy to you;
If I Had written the word, I would tear it.
ROMEO And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life was better ended by their hate,
Then death prolonged, wanting of my love.
Exit, above