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Em0 Kissez: Ay me!
NeMeSiS13697: wait.... i start this scene... pardon
NeMeSiS13697: ok
NeMeSiS13697: im ready
Em0 Kissez: oh shit
Em0 Kissez: you're right
Em0 Kissez: lol
NeMeSiS13697: im a pimp!!!
Em0 Kissez: ::I appear in a window::
NeMeSiS13697: not yet
Em0 Kissez: arg
NeMeSiS13697: one line first
NeMeSiS13697: then you come in
Em0 Kissez: ok ok
Em0 Kissez: GO!!
NeMeSiS13697: He jests at scars that never felt a wound
Em0 Kissez: ::I appear in the window::
Em0 Kissez: O:-)
Em0 Kissez: ::juliet starts tapping her fingers on the banister because romeo is taking so fucking long!!::
NeMeSiS13697: But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? it is the east and Juliet is the sun. arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick adn pale with grief, that thou her maid art far more fair than she: be not her maid, since she is envious; her vesital livery is but sick and green and none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
NeMeSiS13697: it is my lady, O, it is my love!
NeMeSiS13697: O, that she knew she were!
NeMeSiS13697: she speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
NeMeSiS13697: her eye discourses; i will answer it.
NeMeSiS13697: I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, do entreat her eyes to twinkle in thier spheres till they return.
NeMeSiS13697: what if her eyes were there, they in her head?
Em0 Kissez: :-*
NeMeSiS13697: the brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that birds would sing and think it were not night.
NeMeSiS13697: see, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
NeMeSiS13697: O, that i were a glove upon that hand,
NeMeSiS13697: that i might touch that cheek!
Em0 Kissez: Ay me!
NeMeSiS13697: She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel!
NeMeSiS13697: for thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head as is a winged messenger of heaven unto the white-upturned wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the ;azy-pacing clouds and sails upon the bosom of the air.
Em0 Kissez: O Romeo, Romeo!
Em0 Kissez: Wherefore art thou Romeo?
Em0 Kissez: Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Em0 Kissez: Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a capulet.
NeMeSiS13697: *aside* shall i hear more, or shall i speak at this?
Em0 Kissez: 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy, Thou art thyself, though not a montague.
Em0 Kissez: What's Montague?
Em0 Kissez: It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any OTHER part belonging to a man.
Em0 Kissez: O, be some other name!
Em0 Kissez: What's in a name?
Em0 Kissez: That which we call a rose by any other naem would smell as sweet; so Romeo would, were he not romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title.
Em0 Kissez: Romeo, doff thy name, and for that name is no part of thee....take all myself.
NeMeSiS13697: *still aside* I take thee at thy word : call me but love, and i'll be new baptized; henceforth i never will be Romeo
Em0 Kissez: What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night so stumblest on my counsel?
NeMeSiS13697: 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.
NeMeSiS13697: *still aside*
Em0 Kissez: My ear have not yet drunk a hundred words of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound: Art thou not Romeo and a montague?
NeMeSiS13697: *makes self visible to Juliet* Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.
Em0 Kissez: 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.
NeMeSiS13697: 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 kinsman are no let to me.
Em0 Kissez: If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
NeMeSiS13697: Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye than that twenty of thier swords: look thou but sweet, and i am proof against thier enmity.
Em0 Kissez: I would not for the world they thee here.
NeMeSiS13697: I have night's cloak to hide me from thier sight; and but thou love me, let them find me here: my life were better ended by thier hate, than death prolonged, wanting of thy love.
Em0 Kissez: By whose direction found'st thou out this place?
NeMeSiS13697: By lov, who first did prompt me to inquire; 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 would adventure for such merchandise.
Em0 Kissez: Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!
Em0 Kissez: Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully
Em0 Kissez: 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 'havior light: 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 overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered...............
NeMeSiS13697: Lady, by yonder blessed moon i swear that tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--
Em0 Kissez: O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.....
NeMeSiS13697: what shall i swear by?
Em0 Kissez: 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..........
NeMeSiS13697: If my heart's dear love--
Em0 Kissez: Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: 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!
Em0 Kissez: 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!
NeMeSiS13697: O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied ?
Em0 Kissez: What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?
NeMeSiS13697: the exchange of the love's faithful vow for mine.
Em0 Kissez: I gave thee mine before thou didst request it: And yet I would it were to give again....
NeMeSiS13697: woulddt thou withdraw it? for what pupose, love?
Em0 Kissez: 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.......
Em0 Kissez: ::nurse calls within::
Em0 Kissez: I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu! Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again...........
NeMeSiS13697: (you have to exit)
Em0 Kissez: oh..sorry
Em0 Kissez: ::Exits::
NeMeSiS13697: O blessed, blessed night! i am afeard. being in night, all this is but a bream, too flattering- sweet to be substantial.
Em0 Kissez: ::re-enter::
Em0 Kissez: Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honourable, Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow, 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...............j
NeMeSiS13697: #Nurse# *from within* Madam!
Em0 Kissez: I come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well, I do beseech thee--
NeMeSiS13697: #Nurse# *from within* Madam!
Em0 Kissez: By and by, I come:-- To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief: To-morrow will I send.........
NeMeSiS13697: So thrive my soul--
Em0 Kissez: A thousand times good night!
Em0 Kissez: ::exit::
NeMeSiS13697: A thousand times the worse, to want thy light. love goes toward love, as schoolboys from thier books, but love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
NeMeSiS13697: * retiring*
Em0 Kissez: ::enter again::
Em0 Kissez: Hist! Romeo, hist! O, 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 Romeo's name............
NeMeSiS13697: It is my soul that calls upon my name: how silve-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears!
Em0 Kissez: Romeo!