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Romeo and Juliet, III. v Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone.

Rom. Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death;

I am content, so thou wilt have it so.

I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye,

'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow;

Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat

The vaulty heaven so high above our heads:

I have more care to stay than will to go:

Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.

How is 't, my soul? let's talk; it is not day.

Jul. It is, it is; hie hence, be gone away!

It is the lark that sings so out of tune,

Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.

Some say the lark makes sweet division;

This doth not so, for she divideth us:

Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes;

O! now I would they had chang'd voices too,

Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,

Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day.

O! now be gone; more light and light it grows.

Rom. More light and light; more dark and dark our woes.

Nurse. Madam!

Jul. Nurse!

Nurse. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber:

The day is broke; be wary, look about.

Jul. Then, window, let day in, and let life out.

Rom. Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend.

He goeth down.

 20 Cynthia's: Diana's, i.e., the moon's

23 care: desire

28 Straining: forcing out

sharps: high notes

29 division: rapid, florid melody

31 change eyes; cf. n.

33 affray: frighten

34 hunts-up: early morning song to awaken huntsmen

