小彩蛋之Romeo and Juliet
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O my love ! My wife!
Death,that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath,Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:Thou art not conquer'd;beauty 's ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt,liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?O!what more favour can I do to thee,Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain
To sunder his that was thine enemy?Forgive me,cousin!Ah!dear Juliet,Why art thou yet so far?I shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous,And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
For fear of that I still will stay with thee;And never from this palace of dim night Depart again:here,here will I remain With worms that are thy chambermaids;
O!Here will I set up my everlasting rest,And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this word-wearied flesh.
Eyes,look your last!Arms,take your last embrace!and,lips,O you The doors of death,seal with a righteous kiss A dateless dargain to engrossing death!
Come,bitter conduct,come,unsavory guide!
Thou desperate pilot,now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary dark!
Here's to my love!
