:44:00
..revolts from true birth,
stumbling on abuse.
:44:04
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,...
:44:07
..and vice sometime's by action dignified.
:44:11
Within the infant rind of this... weak flower...
:44:15
..poison is resident...
:44:18
..and medicine power.
:44:20
For this, being smelt,
with that part cheers each part.
:44:24
Being tasted,...
:44:26
..slays all senses with the heart.
:44:31
Two such opposed kings encamp them still
in man as well as herbs,...
:44:35
..grace and rude will.
:44:37
And where the worser is predominant,
full soon the canker death...
:44:42
..eats up that plant.
:44:44
Good morrow, Father!
:44:46
Benedicite!
:44:49
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?
:44:52
Good morrow, Romeo.
:44:54
Good morrow.
:44:56
Young son, it argues a distemper'd head...
:44:59
..so soon to bid good morrow to thy bed.
:45:02
Or if not so, then here I hit it right...
:45:05
Our Romeo hath not seen his bed tonight!
:45:09
The last is true - the sweeter rest was mine.
:45:12
God pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline?
:45:14
Rosaline? My ghostly father, no!
:45:16
I have forgot that name, and that name's woe.
:45:19
That's my good son.
But where then hast thou been?
:45:22
I have been feasting with mine enemy,
where on a sudden one hath wounded me...
:45:25
..that's by me wounded.
:45:27
Both our remedies within thy help
and holy physic lies.
:45:30
Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift.
:45:33
Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift.
:45:35
Then plainly know
my heart's dear love is set...
:45:38
..on the fair daughter of rich Capulet.
:45:41
We met, we wooed,...
:45:44
..we made exchange of vow.
:45:47
I'll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray,...
:45:50
..that thou consent to marry us today.
:45:55
Holy Saint Francis!
:45:57
What a change is here!