:18:36
You taffeta punk!
:18:38
- Die a beggar!
:19:24
Nay, gentle Romeo,
we must have you dance.
:19:27
Not l. Not l, believe me.
:19:28
You have dancing shoes with
nimble soles. I have a soul of lead.
:19:32
You are a lover.
:19:33
Borrow Cupid's wings and soar
with them above a common bound.
:19:36
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
:19:39
Too great oppression for a tender thing.
:19:41
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough,...
:19:43
..too rude, too boisterous,
and it pricks like thorn.
:19:46
If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
:19:48
Prick love for pricking,
and you beat love down.
:19:53
Every man, betake him to his legs!
:19:55
Come, we burn daylight, ho! Ho-o!
:19:58
Ho-o!