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"-Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face;
Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek,
For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.
Fain would I dwell on form; fain, fain deny
What I have spoke: but farewell compliment!
Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say ' Ay',
And I will take thy world. Yet, if thou swearst,
Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries
Thay say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,
If thou dost love, pronouce it faithfully.
Or, if thou thnk'st I am too won,
I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay,
So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the world.
In truth, fait Montaigue, I am too fond,
And therefore thou mayst think my haviour ligt;
But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true
Thn those that have more cunning to be starnge.
I should have been more starnge, I must confess,
But that thou overheardst, ere I was ware,
Mytrue-love passion. Therefire oardon me,
And not impute this yielding to light love,
Which the dark night hath so discovered."

Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet.

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