Romeo and Juliet - Act II Scene ii (Zeffereli

Romeo. One, two. Three. Romeo. And on my life have stolen up to bed. Romeo. Te Ape is dead. He just scars are never felt a wound. Romeo, goodnight. But soft. I would like to be on the window breaks. It is my lady. Oh it is my love. How did she knew she were? She speaks. Yet she says nothing. What a threat. Her eye discourses. I will answer it. I am too bold. Tis not to me, she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heavens. Having some business to entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres till they return. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. Oh that I were a glove upon that hand that I might touch that cheek. On me. She speaks. Oh, speak again, bright angel. Oh Romeo, Romeo. With you thy Romeo. Deny thy father. And refuse thy name. Or if I would not. Be but sworn my love and I'll no longer be a capulet. Shall I hear more, or shall I speak? Just put thy name that is my enemy. Now I thyself though not montegue. What is a montegue? It is no hand, no foot, no arm, no face. Not any other part belonging to a man. Oh, be some other name. What's in a name? That's what you call a rose. By any other name would smell as sweet. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, retain that damper fish in which he owes without that title. Romeo doff thy name. And for that name, which is no part of the take on myself. I take this I work. Call me, but love and I'll be new baptized. Henceforth, I never will be Romeo. What none of that be screened in night so stumbles on my counsel? By a name, I know not how to tell thee who I am. My name is saint is hateful to myself because it is an enemy to thee. Had I written, I would tear the word. My ears have not yet drunk. A hundred words of that tongues utterance. Yet I know the sound. Thy name a Romeo and a montague. Neither fair made if either the dislike. How can someone tell me where for? The Orchard was a high and hard to climb. And the place death considering all our art. If any of my kinsmen find me here. We loves like wings that I have perched these walls. For stony limits, can not hold love out, and what love can do that there's love attempt. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. If they do see them, they will murder me. I have night cloak to hide me from their eyes. And put down love me. Let them find me here. My life were better ended by their hate than death per room wanting a thy love. That's how love me. I know I will say I, and I will take thy word. Yet if that Swiss, I may as prove false. I'd love us perjuries. They say jove laughs. Oh, gentle roomy. If thou dost love. Pronounce it faithfully. Or if there thinks time too quickly one frown and be perverse and saving me so that would rule. Hotels. Not for the world. In truth, they want to kill. I am too fun. They have fooled them. I think my behavior light. But trust me, gentlemen, I'll prove more truth than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange. I must confess. But that overheard stare was where my true love's passion. Therefore pardon me. I'm not impute this yielding to light love, which The Dark Knight of so discover it. Lady. By yonder blessed moon, I swear not by the moon. Think constant moon. The monthly changes in a circled orb. Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. What shall I swear by? Do not swear at all. Or if thou wilt. Swear by the gracious self, which is the God of my idolatry. And I believe me. If my heart still love, I swear. Sweet goodnight. This butt of love by summer's writing breath. May prove a beauty is flower when next we meet. Goodnight. Goodnight. A sweet proposing dressed come to thy heart. As that within my press. Oh, would I leave me so unsatisfied? What's satisfaction can still have tonight? The exchange of thy love's faithful valve for mine. I gave the mind before that is requested. And yet I wanted to work to give again. Put star with droid. For what purpose love? To be Frank. I didn't give it to you again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea. My love is deep. The more I get to be the more I have for both are infinite. I none the less. We want to you. Be true. Stay with a little. I will come again. Blessed, blessed night. I'm a feared being a knight. Oh, this is but a dream too flattering sweet to be substantial. What are you what? Dear Romeo. How good night indeed? Is that my pens of love beyond? Yes. I purpose marriage. Send me word tomorrow by one that I'll procure to come to me. Where what time that will perform the right? And all my fortunes that they put I lay and follow me my lord throughout the world. I come in on what if that means not well. I do believe. By and by, I come. To seize my suit and leave me to my grave. Tomorrow will I send? Also thrive myself. A thousand times good night. I thought I got tomorrow's lesson to be. At the hour of night, I will not fail. Oldest 20 years till then. Romeo. I have forgot to wait to call you back. Take me stand here till I remember it. I'll forget. To have these still stand there remembering how I love thy company. And I still stay to have these still forget. Forgetting any other home with this. Good night. Good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow. But I shall say goodnight to be morrow.