If I had my name written down somewhere, I’d tear up that paper. My name, my dear saint, is now awful to me, since it’s your enemy. I don’t know how to tell you who I am by using my name. Who is this man who’s hiding in the night and overhearing my private thoughts? Romeo Just call me love, and I’ll re-baptize myself with a different name. Romeo, take off your name, and in exchange for that superficial part of you, take all of me. Romeo, if he had a different name besides “Romeo,” would be just as perfect as he is with that name now. Oh, be some other name! What’s in a name? A rose would smell just as sweet if we called it by any other name. What is a Montague? It’s not a hand, nor a foot, nor an arm, nor a face, nor any other concrete part of the body. You are who you are, even if you weren’t a Montague. Shall I wait for her to say more, or shall I answer her now? Juliet Or, if you will not, then swear that you love me and I’ll stop being a Capulet. O Romeo, Romeo! Why are you named Romeo? Disown your family and refuse your name. After all, you look as glorious above me as an angel in heaven sailing through the lazy clouds would look to mortals gazing up in wonder. I wish I were a glove on her hand so I could touch her cheek! Juliet Look at how she leans her cheek on her hand. Oh, if two of the most beautiful stars had to leave heaven on important business, they’d ask her eyes to do the twinkling for them while they were gone! What if her eyes took their places in the sky and those stars became her eyes? Her beautiful face would outshine those stars in her head like daylight outshines lamps, while her eyes in the sky would be so bright at nighttime that birds would be convinced it was day. Her expression means something and I can answer that.

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