then i defy you, stars
compar her face with that i shall show, And i will make thee think thy swan a crow
oh, then i see that Queen Mab hath been with you
i tell thee what, get thee to church o' thursday, or never look me in the face
ask for me tomarrow, and you shall find me a grave man
women may fall when there's no strength in men
this, by his voice, should be a montague fetch me my rapier boy. Wht dares the slave come hither, covered with an antic face...
there's no trust, no faith, no honesty in men
my only love sprang from my only hate, too early seen unknown, and known too late
for there never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo
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