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ROMEO AND JULIET
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O, that she knew she were!— |
Jul. | Ay me! |
Rom. | She speaks: 25 O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night,[E 2] being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned[E 3] wondering eyes Of mortals, that fall back to gaze on him 30 When he bestrides the lazy-pacing[C 5] clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air. |
Jul. | O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? |