I love thee Romeo, a Montague, the name of my foe. O Romeo! I list rite, `twixt us tilts love, doth thou contract? Thou suit. Wherefore is our love forbid? O gentle Romeo, thy beauty is more than I devise. My heart beats for thou, I joy thee. Do thou joy me? O Romeo, whither art thee? Art thou in the airy region, beside the night’s candles? O Romeo, I shall find thee anon. Our love ‘tis not rash nor unadvised. My love is deep as a sea of blooming flowers. O Romeo, our love shall be stronger than a long sword, deeper than the sea. We contract our love, with a single rose, kissed by two lovers. O Romeo we will be together. O Romeo, hear my desire, wherefore our families art foes? Hear me, Romeo, hear me call thy name. I call thou, my lover. O Romeo, thy lips on mine, thou wooing I. Thou art stout and soon-speeding. O Romeo, I cry thy name. For my heart seeks thee, my foe.
