Reading The Tragedy of Romeo and Iuliet — William Shakespeare

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Capu.

And too soone mar'd are those so early made:

Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she,

Shee's the hopefull Lady of my earth:

But wooe her gentle Paris, get her heart,

My will to her consent, is but a part,

And shee agree, within her scope of choise,

Lyes my consent, and faire according voice:

This night I hold an old accustom'd Feast,

Whereto I haue inuited many a Guest,

Such as I loue, and you among the store,

One more, most welcome makes my number more:

At my poore house, looke to behold this night,

Earth‑treading starres, that make darke heauen light,

Such comfort as do lusty young men feele,

When well apparrel'd Aprill on the heele

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