I am too sore enpierced with his shaft
To soar with his light feathers, and so bound
I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe;
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
romeo
By giving liberty unto thine eyes:
Examine other beauties.
benvolio
Take thou some new infection to thy eye,
And the rank poison of the old will die.
benvolio
Younger than she are happy mothers are made.
paris
And too soon marr'd are those so early made.
capulet
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part.
capulet
It is an honor that I dream not of.
juliet
I'll look to like, if looking liking move;
But no more deep will I endart mine eye
Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
juliet
That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,
That in gold clasps locks in the golden story;
So shall you share all that he doth possess,
By having him, making yourself no less.
lady capulet
No less! Nay, bigger: women grow by men.
nurse
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
mercutio