My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself because it is an enemy to thee. What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night so stumblest on my counsel?īy a name, I know not how to tell thee who I am. Romeo, doff thy name, and for that name, which is no part of thee, take all myself.Ĭall me but love, and I'll be new baptised - henceforth I never will be Romeo. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. Below, Romeo moves his hand towards her feet but doesn't touch her. Juliet sits and dangles her feet off the balcony. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet. What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet. O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek! Romeo begins to scale the balcony, then hangs for a moment and drops back to the ground. She speaks! Yet she says nothing - what of that? Her eye discourses. O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! 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. Below, Romeo stares furtively up at her.īut, soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Onscreen text reads 'Shakespeare Unbound - Romeo and Juliet 2.2 - Bell Shakespeare for ABC Splash'. Shot of actors and crew preparing for the balcony scene.
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