Romeo and Juliet

Romeo

Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.
Be not her maid since she is envious.
Her vestal livery is but sick and green,
And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off.
[Juliet appears at the window]
It is my lady, O, it is my love!                                       

Romeo

But, soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she.

Mercutio

I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes,
By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,
By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thigh,
And the demesnes that there adjacent lie,                     
That in thy likeness thou appear to us!
[The Capulet’s party has ended, and Romeo is headed home down a lane that runs alongside the orchard behind the Capulet mansion. A wall separates the lane from the orchard.]

Romeo

Can I go forward when my heart is here?
Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out.

Nurse

What's this? What's this?

Juliet

                                         A rhyme I learned even now
Of one I danced withal.

Romeo

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
As a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear — 
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.

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