1 Verona's summer hath not such a flower.
2 O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you.
3 He is wise, And on my life hath stol'n him home to bed.
4 One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself to mar.
5 But he that hath the steerage of my course Direct my suit.
6 Tybalt, the kinsman to old Capulet, hath sent a letter to his father's house.
7 She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead, that live to tell it now.
8 Come, he hath hid himself among these trees To be consorted with the humorous night.
9 I have been feasting with mine enemy, Where on a sudden one hath wounded me That's by me wounded.
10 She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste; For beauty starv'd with her severity, Cuts beauty off from all posterity.
11 Therefore thy earliness doth me assure Thou art uprous'd with some distemperature; Or if not so, then here I hit it right, Our Romeo hath not been in bed tonight.
12 My child is yet a stranger in the world, She hath not seen the change of fourteen years; Let two more summers wither in their pride Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
13 Well, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow, she hath Dian's wit; And in strong proof of chastity well arm'd, From love's weak childish bow she lives uncharm'd.
14 Within the infant rind of this weak flower Poison hath residence, and medicine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart.
15 Love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glides than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over lowering hills: Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
16 I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was 'ware, My true-love passion; therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered.'
17 The earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she, She is the hopeful lady of my earth: But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, My will to her consent is but a part; And she agree, within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair according voice.
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