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Romeo and Juliet / Ромео и Джульетта
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Romeo
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love:
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O anything, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
Benvolio
No coz, I rather weep.
Romeo
Good heart, at what?
Benvolio
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Romeo
Why such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it prest
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purg’d, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vex’d, a sea nourish’d with lovers’ tears:
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell, my coz.
[Going.]
Benvolio
Soft! I will go along:
And if you leave me so, you do me wrong.
Romeo
Tut! I have lost myself; I am not here.
This is not Romeo, he’s some other where.
Benvolio
Tell me in sadness who is that you love?
Romeo
What, shall I groan and tell thee?
Benvolio
Groan! Why, no; but sadly tell me who.
Romeo
Bid a sick man in sadness make his will,
A word ill urg’d to one that is so ill.
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
Benvolio
Alas that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love:
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O anything, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?
Benvolio
No coz, I rather weep.
Romeo
Good heart, at what?
Benvolio
At thy good heart’s oppression.
Romeo
Why such is love’s transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate to have it prest
With more of thine. This love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs;
Being purg’d, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;
Being vex’d, a sea nourish’d with lovers’ tears:
What is it else? A madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.
Farewell, my coz.
[Going.]
Benvolio
Soft! I will go along:
And if you leave me so, you do me wrong.
Romeo
Tut! I have lost myself; I am not here.
This is not Romeo, he’s some other where.
Benvolio
Tell me in sadness who is that you love?
Romeo
What, shall I groan and tell thee?
Benvolio
Groan! Why, no; but sadly tell me who.
Romeo
Bid a sick man in sadness make his will,
A word ill urg’d to one that is so ill.
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
Benvolio
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