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ROMEO AND JULIET
[ACT II.
By holy marriage: when, and where, and how, |
Fri. | Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here! 65 Is Rosaline, whom[C 1] thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken? young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline! 70 How much salt water thrown away in waste, To season[E 1] love, that of it doth not taste! The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears, Thy old groans ring yet[C 2] in mine[C 3] ancient ears; Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit 75 Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet. If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine, Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline: And art thou changed? pronounce this sentence then: Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. 80 |
Rom. | Thou chidd'st me oft for loving Rosaline. |
Fri. | For doting, not for loving, pupil mine. |
Rom. | And bad'st me bury love. |
Fri. | Not in a grave To lay one in, another out to have. |
- ↑ 72. season] give a relish to. Compare All's Well, I. i. 55: "'Tis the best brine a maiden can season her praise in." Q 1 has "that of love doth not taste."