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| Run for | my | } millinery, run for | my | } millinery; | |
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| Oh yes, | I’ll | } quickly run and get | my | } shawl. | |
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(Repeat, and Dance off, R.)
Enter Romeo, L.
Rom. My sweet, my dove.
Enter Juliet, R.
Jul. What, back again so soon?
Why, you’re as wayward as the silver moon.
Rom. My dear, I came to fix our wedding-day.
Capulet appears at door, C., with pitch-fork.
Cap. I’ll fix you!