:34:00
..by her fine foot, straight leg,
and quivering thigh!
:34:08
O Romeo, that she were an open-ass
and thou a poperin pear!
:34:12
He jests at scars that never felt the wound.
:34:15
Romeo!
:34:16
Good night!
:34:18
I'll to my truckle-bed.
This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep.
:34:43
Oh!
:34:59
But soft!
:35:01
What light through yonder window breaks?
:35:09
It is the east,...
:35:11
..and Juliet is the sun!
:35:18
Arise, fair sun,
and kill the envious moon,...
:35:21
..who is already sick and pale with grief...
:35:24
..that thou, her maid,
art far more fair than she.
:35:28
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
:35:31
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
and none but fools do wear it.
:35:38
O cast it off!
:35:49
It is my lady, it is my love.
:35:52
O that she knew she were.