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'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone. And yet no further than a wanton's bird, that lets it hop a little from his hand like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, and with a silken thread plucks it back again, so loving-jealous of his liberty.
... I shall forget, to have thee still stand there, remembering how I love thy company.
Lil-Romeo!
Hist! Romeo, hist!—Oh, for a falconer's voice, to lure this tassel-gentle back again! Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud, else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, and make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine, with repetition of “My Lil-Romeo!”
A thousand times good night!
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honorable, thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow by one that I'll procure to come to thee.Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite, and all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay and follow thee my lord throughout the world. But if thou mean'st not well, I do beseech thee to cease thy strife and leave me to my grief. Tomorrow will I send.
ahh theory!
goodluck
()
eeeeeeeeek
what do u have left?
(Yes that will be fine sweet Lil-Romeo)
Dear love, adieu. Sweet _____ , be true. Stay but a little. I will come again.
But to be frank, and give it thee again. And yet I wish but for the thing I have. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep. The more I give to thee, the more I have, for both are infinite.
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it, and yet I would it were to give again.
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight?
-O oh...my...gaaawwdd..deja vu...for I have heard those words spoken to me before...that night )
Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, too like the lightning, which doth cease to be ere one can say “It lightens.” Sweet, good night. This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, may prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest come to thy heart as that within my breast. -
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