a pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life, their death-marked love, here's much to do with hate but more with love, A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet, the mire of this sir-reverence love, my only love sprung from my only hate, pronounce but love and dove, with love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls, If that thy bent of love be honourable, love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, young men's love then lies not truly in their hearts but in their eyes, i have bought the mansion of a love but not possessed it, killing that love which thou hast vowed to cherish.

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