Romeo Juliet Romeo
Romeo Juliet Romeo
Romeo Juliet Romeo
[To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: ROMEO
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Give me my sin again.
JULIET JULIET
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, You kiss by the book.
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO JULIET
Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
JULIET …..
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,
For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night Which is the god of my idolatry,
Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny And I'll believe thee.
JULIET ROMEO
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ROMEO
O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard.
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
JULIET
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honourable,
Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,