You say you do not know the lady’s mind.Uneven is the course. I like it not - Friar, Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt’s death,And therefore have I little talked of love,For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. - Paris, Now, sir, her father counts it dangerousThat she do give her sorrow so much sway - Paris, And in his wisdom hastes our marriageTo stop the inundation of her tears - Paris, What must be shall be. - Juliet, That’s a certain text. - Friar, I will confess to you that I love him. - Juliet, So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. - Paris, If I do so, it will be of more priceBeing spoke behind your back than to your face. - Juliet, Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears. - Paris, God shield I should disturb devotion! - Paris, Give me some present counsel - Juliet, Hold, daughter. I do spy a kind of hope...An if thou darest, I’ll give thee remedy. - Friar, ...Or shut me nightly in a charnel house,...Or bid me go into a new-made graveAnd hide me with a dead man in his shroud - Juliet, Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear! - Juliet, Love give me strength, and strength shall help afford. - Juliet,
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