At the Capulet’s Ball
TYBALT
Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
What hast thou more then than thou hadst before?
No love, my love that thou mays’t true love call
All mine was thine before thou hadst this more.
TYBALT / LADY CAPULET
One half of me is yours, the other half yours
Mine own, I would say, but if mine, then yours.
Then yours: and so all yours.
LORD CAPULET
Those lines that I before have writ do lie
Those lines that said I could not loving learn
Yet then my judgement knew no reason why
My fullest flame for you would clearly burn
TYBALT / LORD & LADY CAPULET
One half of me is yours, the other half yours.
Mine own, I would say, but if mine, then yours.
Then yours: then yours.
JULIET
O love is a spirit all compact of fire
My love is a spirit all compact of fire
O!
LORD CAPULET
Take all my loves, my love, yea take them all
LADY CAPULET
What hast thou more then than thou hadst before?
JULIET
No love, my love that thou may’st true love call
TYBALT
All mine was thine before thou hadst this
ALL
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