Romeo.I take thee at thy word. Call me but love， and I’ll be new baptized；Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
Juliet. What man art thou that thus bescreened in night So stumblest on my counsel？
Romeo.By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am. My name， dear saint， is hateful to myself， Because it is an enemy to thee.
Had I it written， I would tear the word.
Juliet My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words Of thy tongue’s uttering， yet I know the sound：
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague？
Romeo. Neither， fair maid， if either thee dislike.
Juliet. How camest thou hither， tell me， and wherefore？ The orchard walls are high and hard to climb，And the place death， considering who thou art， If any of my kinsmen find thee here.
Romeo. With love’s light wings did I o’er-perch these walls； For stony limits cannot hold love out，And what love can do， that dares love attempt： Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.
Juliet. If they do see thee， they will murder thee. Romeo. Alack， there lies more peril in thine eye Than twenty of their swords. Look thou but sweet， And I am proof against their enmity.
Juliet. I would not for the world they saw thee here. Romeo. I have night’s cloak to hide me from their eyes； And but thou love me， let them find me here：
My life were better ended by their hate Than death proroguéd， wanting of thy love.
Juliet. By whose direction foundst thou out this place？ Romeo. By love， who first did prompt me to enquire. He lent me counsel， and I lent him eyes.
I am no pilot； yet， wert thou as far
As that vast shore wash’d with the farthest sea， I should adventure for such merchandise.
Juliet. Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face； Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek，For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight Fain would I dwell on form； fain， fain denyWhat I have spoke： but farewell compliment！
99 Dost thou love me？ I know thou wilt say ‘Ay， ’ And I will take thy word. Yet， if thou swearst， Thou mayst prove false. At lovers’ perjuries Then say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo，If thou dost love， pronounce it faithfully. Or， if thou think’st I am too quickly won， I’ll frown and be perverse an say thee nay，So thou wilt woo； but else， not for the world. In truth， fair Montague， I am too fond，And therefore thou mayst think my haviour light； 100 But trust me， gentleman， I’ll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. I should have been more strange， I must confess， But that thou overheardst， ere I was ware，My true-love passion. Therefore pardon me， And not impute this yielding to light love， Which the dark night hath so discoveréd. Romeo. Lady， by yonder blesséd moon I vow， That tips with silver all these fruittree tops—Juliet. O swear not by the moon， th’inconstant moon，That monthly changes in her circled orb， Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Romeo. What shall I swear by？
Juliet.Do not swear at all；
Or， if thou wilt， swear by thy gracious self， Which is the god of my idolatry，And I’ll believe thee.
Romeo.If my heart’s dear love—
Juliet . Well， do not swear. Although I joy in thee， I have no joy of this contract tonight：
