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Critical Apparatus Enter Friar Laurence
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friar laurence The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,

pg 384 Link 2Check'ring the eastern clouds with streaks of light;

Link 3And fleckèd darkness like a drunkard reels

4From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels.

5Now ere the sun advance his burning eye,

6The world to cheer and night's dark dew to dry,

Link 7We must upfill this osier cage of ours

Link 8With baleful weeds and precious-juicèd flowers.

9O mickle is the powerful grace that lies

10In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities;

11For naught so vile that vile on earth doth live,

12But to the earth some special good doth give;

Link 13Nor naught so good but, strained from that fair use,

14Revolts to vice and stumbles on abuse.

Link 15Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,

16And vice sometimes by action dignified.

Enter Romeo

Link 17Within the infant rind of this small flower

Link 18Poison hath residence and medicine power:

Critical Apparatus19For this, being smelt to, with that part cheers each part;

20Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart.

Link 21Two such opposèd foes encamp them still

22In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;

Link 23And where the worser is predominant,

24Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.

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romeo Good morrow to my ghostly confessor.

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friar laurence Benedicite! What early tongue so soon saluteth me?

27Young son, it argues a distempered head

28So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed.

Link 29Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye,

30And where care lodgeth, sleep can never lie;

Link 31But where unbruisèd youth with unstuffed brains

32Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep remains.

Link 33Therefore thy earliness doth me assure

Link 34Thou art uproused by some distemperature;

35Or if not so, then here I hit it right,

36Our Romeo hath not been abed tonight.

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romeo The last was true; the sweeter rest was mine.

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friar laurence God pardon sin! Wert thou with Rosaline?

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romeo With Rosaline, my ghostly father? No,

40I have forgot that name and that name's woe.

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friar laurence That's my good son; but where hast thou been then?

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romeo I'll tell thee ere thou ask it me again.

Critical Apparatus43I have been feasting with mine enemy,

44Where on the sudden one hath wounded me

45That's by me wounded. Both our remedies

46Within thy help and holy physic lies.

47I bear no hatred, blessèd man, for lo,

Link 48My intercession likewise steads my foe.

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friar laurence Be plain, my son, and homely in thy drift;

Link 50Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift.

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romeo Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set

52On the fair daughter of rich Capulet.

Link 53As mine on hers, so hers likewise on mine,

54And all combined, save what thou must combine

55By holy marriage. Where and when and how

56We met, we wooed, and made exchange of vows,

57I'll tell thee as I pass; but this I pray,

58That thou consent to marry us today.

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friar laurence Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!

Link 60Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,

61So soon forsook? Lo, young men's love then lies

62Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.

Link 63Jesu Maria, what a deal of brine

Link 64Hath washed thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline!

Link 65How much salt water cast away in waste

Link 66To season love, that of love doth not taste.

67The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears,

68Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears;

Link 69And lo, upon thy cheek the stain doth sit

70Of an old tear that is not washed off yet.

71If ever thou wert thus, and these woes thine,

72Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline.

73And art thou changed? Pronounce this sentence then:

74Women may fall when there's no strength in men.

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romeo Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline.

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friar laurence For doting, not for loving, pupil mine.

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romeo And bad' st me bury love.

friar laurence Not in a grave,

78To lay one in, another out to have.

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romeo I pray thee, chide not. She whom I love now

80Doth grace for grace and love for love allow;

81The other did not so.

friar laurence O she knew well

Link 82Thy love did read by rote and could not spell.

Link 83But come, young waverer, come, go with me;

84In one respect I'll thy assistant be:

85For this alliance may so happy prove,

86To turn your households' rancour to pure love.

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