Juliet tries again, this time saying the light they see isn't from the sun, but from some meteor or other, so it's not day yet. I have more care to stay than will to go.Ĭome death and welcome. The vaulty heaven so high above our heads. Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beat ’Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia’s brow. I’ll say yon gray is not the morning’s eye Yond light is not daylight, I know it, I. It's cute, but Romeo reminds her that if he stays, he'll be killed. They don't want to say good-bye, so Juliet tries to say the bird they hear is the nightingale (meaning it's still night), not the lark (meaning it's morning). Romeo and Juliet wake after their first and (spoiler alert) only night together. I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain-tops. Night’s candles are burnt out, and jocund day Look, love, what envious streaksĭo lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree.īelieve me, love, it was the nightingale. That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear. It was the nightingale, and not the lark, Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.
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