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But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. (2.2.)
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name (2.2.)
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet (2.2.)
My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee
The more I have, for both are infinite (2.2.)
Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,
And vice sometime by action dignified. (2.3.)
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