From Capulet’s garden Romeo overhears Juliet express her love for him. When he answers her, they acknowledge their love and their desire to be married.
Romeo comes forward.
Enter Juliet above.
It is the East, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon.
Be not her maid since she is envious.
It is my lady. O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
Hey, I am here.
O, speak again, bright angel.
As glorious to this night.
O Romeo, Romeo, why are you Romeo?
Deny your father and refuse your name,
Or, if you wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And no longer be a Capulet.
Shall I hear more
yes but your name that is my enemy.
You art yourself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face. O, be some other name
Belonging to a man.
I take you at your word.
Call me but love, and I’ll be new baptized.
I never will be Romeo.