: ROM. He that is strucken blind, cannot forget MER. I warrant thee, if thou 'It but stay to hear: Where all the beauties of Verona meet. MER. At Capulet's, my friend: Go there, and with an unattainted eye, ROM. When the devout religion of mine eyes Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires And burn the heretics! All-seeing Phoebus Ne'er saw her match since first his course begun. MER. Tut, tut, you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself poised with herself; but let be weighed Your lady-love against some other fair, And she will show scant well. ROM. I will along, Mercutio. MER. 'Tis well: look to behold at this high feast Earth-treading stars that make dim heaven's light. Hear all, see all, try all; and like her most That most shall merit thee. ROм. My mind is changed: I will not go to-night. MER. Why? may one ask? : ROM. I dreamt a dream to-night. MER. Ha ha! a dream? Oh, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. In shape no bigger than an agate-stone Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners' legs; A TRAGEDY IN SIX ACTS, BY. WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, AS PERFORMED BY MADAME HELENA MODJESKA, (COUNTESS BOZENTA.) INDIANAPOLIS: PRINTERS AND BINDERS. |