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same for your sake: and althoughe my myshappe had bene so
greate, as to bee dyspatched in that Place, yet had I no cause
to be sorrye therefore, excepte it had bene by losynge the
meanes, and way how to make you vnderstande the good wyll and
duety which I beare you, desyrynge not to conserue the same for
anye commodytye that I hope to haue thereby, nor for anye other
respecte, but onelye to Loue, Serue, and Honor you, so long as
breath shal remaine in me.” So soone as he had made an end of
his talke, loue and pity began to seaze vpon the heart of
Iulietta, and leaning hir head vpon hir hand, hauing hir face
all besprent wyth teares, she said vnto Rhomeo: “Syr Rhomeo,
I pray you not to renue that grief agayne: for the onely Memory
of sutch inconuenyence, maketh me to counterpoyse betwene death
and Lyfe, my heart being so vnited with yours, as you cannot
receyue the least Iniury in this world, wherein I shall not be
so great a Partaker as your self: beseechyng you for conclusion,
that if you desire your owne health and mine, to declare vnto me
in fewe Wordes what youre determynation is to attaine: for if
you couetany other secrete thing at my Handes, more than myne
Honoure can well allowe, you are maruelously deceiued: but if
your desire be godly, and that the frendship which you protest
to beare mee, be founded vppon Vertue, and to bee concluded by
Maryage, receiuing me for your wyfe and lawfull Spouse, you
shall haue sutch part in me, as whereof without any regard to
the obedience and reuerence that I owe to my Parentes, or to the
auncient Enimity of oure Famylyes, I wyll make you the onely
Lord and Mayster [ouer me], and of all the thyngys that I
possesse, being prest and ready in all poyntes to folow your
commaundement: but if your intent be otherwyse, and thinke to
reape the Fruycte of my Virginity, vnder pretense of wanton
Amity, you be greatly deceiued, and doe pray you to auoide and
suffer me from henceforth to lyue and rest amongs myne equals.”
Rhomeo whych looked for none other thyng, holding vp his Handes
to the Heauens, wyth incredible ioy and contentation, aunswered:
“Madame, for so mutch as it hath pleased you to doe me that
honour to accepte me for sutch a one, I accorde and consent to
your request, and doe offer vnto you the best part of my heart,
which shall remayn with you for guage and sure testimony of my
saying, vntill sutch tyme as God shall giue me leaue to make you
the entier owner and possessor of the same. And to the intent I
may begyn myn enterpryse, to morrow I will to the Frier Laurence
for counsell in the same, who besides that he is my ghostly
father is accustomed to giue me instruction in al my other
secret affaires, and fayle not (if you please) to meete me
agayne in this place at this very hour, to the intent I may giue
you to vnderstand the deuice betwene him and me.” Which she
lyked very well, and ended their talke for that time. Rhomeo
receyuing none other fauour at hir hands for that night, but
only Wordes.
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