Shakespeare's Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet

by William Shakespeare

Rom. My Juliet, welcome. As do waking eyes

Closed in Night's mists attend the frolick Day,

So Romeo hath expected Juliet,

And thou art come.

Jul. I am, if I be Day,

Come to my Sun: shine forth and make me fair.

Rom. All beauteous fairness dwelleth in thine eyes.

Jul. Romeo, from thine all brightness doth arise.

Fri. Come, wantons, come, the stealing hours do pass,