Enter ROMEO alone
Can I go forward when my heart is here?
Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out.
Moves away Enter BENVOLIO with
Romeo, my cousin Romeo! Romeo!
And, on my life, hath stol'n him home to bed.
5He ran this way and leapt this orchard wall.
Call, good Mercutio.
I’ll conjure too!
Romeo! Humours, madman, passion, lover!
Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh!
Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied.
10Cry but “Ay me!” Pronounce but
“love” and “dove.”
Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word,
One nickname for her purblind son and heir,
Young Abraham Cupid, he that shot so true
When King Cophetua loved the beggar maid.—
15He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not.
The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.—
I conjure thee by Rosaline’s bright eyes,
By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,
By her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh,
20And the demesnes that there adjacent lie,
That in thy likeness thou appear to us.