ROMEO : "Who is the girl on the arm of that lucky knight over there?"
SERVINGMAN :"I don't know, sir."
ROMEO:"Oh, she shows the torches how to burn bright! She stands out against the darkness like a jeweled earring hanging against the cheek of an African. Her beauty is too good for this world; she's too beautiful to die and be buried. She outshines the other women like a white dove in the middle of a flock of crows. When this dance is over, I'll see where she stands, and then I'll touch her hand with my rough and ugly one. Did my heart ever love anyone before this moment? My eyes were liars, then, because I never saw true beauty before tonight. "
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ROMEO:"(taking JULIET's hand) Your hand is like a holy place that my hand is unworthy to visit. If you're offended by the touch of my hand, my two lips are standing here like blushing pilgrims, ready to make things better with a kiss. "
JULIET:"Good pilgrim, you don't give your hand enough credit. By holding my hand you show polite devotion. After all, pilgrims touch the hands of statues of saints. Holding one palm against another is like a kiss. "
ROMEO :"Don't saints and pilgrims have lips too? "
JULIET :"Yes, pilgrim—they have lips that they're supposed to pray with."
ROMEO :"Well then, saint, let lips do what hands do. I'm praying for you to kiss me. Please grant my prayer so my faith doesn't turn to despair. "
JULIET :"Saints don't move, even when they grant prayers. "
ROMEO :"Then don't move while I act out my prayer. "
He kisses her.
Now my sin has been taken from my lips by yours.
JULIET :" Then do my lips now have the sin they took from yours? "
ROMEO :"Sin from my lips? You encourage crime with your sweetness. Give me my sin back. "
They kiss again
JULIET :"You kiss like you've studied how. "
-Shakespeare-
SERVINGMAN :"I don't know, sir."
ROMEO:"Oh, she shows the torches how to burn bright! She stands out against the darkness like a jeweled earring hanging against the cheek of an African. Her beauty is too good for this world; she's too beautiful to die and be buried. She outshines the other women like a white dove in the middle of a flock of crows. When this dance is over, I'll see where she stands, and then I'll touch her hand with my rough and ugly one. Did my heart ever love anyone before this moment? My eyes were liars, then, because I never saw true beauty before tonight. "
Laterz...
ROMEO:"(taking JULIET's hand) Your hand is like a holy place that my hand is unworthy to visit. If you're offended by the touch of my hand, my two lips are standing here like blushing pilgrims, ready to make things better with a kiss. "
JULIET:"Good pilgrim, you don't give your hand enough credit. By holding my hand you show polite devotion. After all, pilgrims touch the hands of statues of saints. Holding one palm against another is like a kiss. "
ROMEO :"Don't saints and pilgrims have lips too? "
JULIET :"Yes, pilgrim—they have lips that they're supposed to pray with."
ROMEO :"Well then, saint, let lips do what hands do. I'm praying for you to kiss me. Please grant my prayer so my faith doesn't turn to despair. "
JULIET :"Saints don't move, even when they grant prayers. "
ROMEO :"Then don't move while I act out my prayer. "
He kisses her.
Now my sin has been taken from my lips by yours.
JULIET :" Then do my lips now have the sin they took from yours? "
ROMEO :"Sin from my lips? You encourage crime with your sweetness. Give me my sin back. "
They kiss again
JULIET :"You kiss like you've studied how. "
-Shakespeare-
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