Juliet'song

Juliet ’ Song

She is yet a stranger in the world
She hath not seen the change of fourteen years
let two more summers wither in their pride
ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.

She said:
my only love sprung from my only hate
too early seen unknow
and known too late.

Prodigius birth of love it is to me
that i must love a loathed enemy.

What light through yonder window breaks
it is the east and juliet is the sun
O it is my love

This alliance may so happy prove
to turn your households’ rancour to pure love.

Take all my self
doff thy name.
Prodigius birth of love it is to me