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I'll do what thou desirest, be it ever so slight.

Thanks, dear uncle! Retire and compose yourself awhile. Let me lead you to your own room. [Exeunt, he leaning on her arm.

Enter from a walk, at the bottom of the Stage, and, speaking as they enter.

And then, again, can any thing be more beautiful than when, looking up to Juliet's window, he exclaims,— O how fine!—You are silent: don't you think so?

There are many passages in the play which I admire more.