JULIET.
I gave thee mine before thou didst request it;
And yet I would it were to give again.
ROMEO.
Would'st thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?
JULIET.
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 hear some noise within: dear love, adieu! —
[Nurse calls within.]
Anon, good nurse! — Sweet Montague, be true.
Stay but a little, I will come again.
[Exit.]
ROMEO.
O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard,
Being in night, all this is but a dream,
Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.
[Enter Juliet above.]
JULIET.
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.
NURSE.
[Within.] Madam!
JULIET.
I come anon. — But if thou meanest not well,
I do beseech thee, —
