Rom. Is the day so young?
Ben. But new struck nine.
Rom. Ay me! sad hours seem long.[84]
Was that my father that went hence so fast?[85] 160
Ben. It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?
Rom. Not having that which, having, makes them short.
Ben. In love?[86]
Rom. Out—[87]
Ben. Of love?[88] 165
Rom. Out of her favour, where I am in love.
Ben. Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,
Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof!