JULIET
Gallop apace, you firey-footed steeds,
Towars Phoebus' lodging; such a wagoner
As Phaethon would whip you to the west,
And bring in cloudy night immediately.
Spread they close curtain, love-performing night,
That runaway's eyes may wink, and Romeo
Leap to these arms, untalked of and unseen.
Lovers can see to do their amorous rites,
And by their own beautiesl or if love be blind,
It best agrees with night, Come civil night,
Thou sober-suited matron all in black,
And learn me how to lose a winning match,
Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods.
Hood my unmanned blood bating in my cheeks
With thy black mantle, till strange love grow bold,
Think true love acted simple modesty.
Come night, come Romeo, come thou say in night;
For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night,
Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back.
Come gentle night, come loving black-browed night,
Give me my Romeo, and when he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine,
That all the would will be in love with night,
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
O I have brought the mansion of a love,
But not yet possessed it, and though I am sold,
Not yet enjoyed. So tedious is this day,
As is the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath new robes
And may not wear them.
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