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fidelity be lesse than his? My beauty which at other tymes thou
hast so greatly commended, it is not esteemed of thee? my
teares, my loue, and the aunciente pleasures and delights that
you haue taken in mee shal they be in obliuyon?” Rhomeo seing
hir in these alterations, fearing that worsse inconuenience
would chaunce, tooke hir agayne betweene hys armes, and kissing
her amorously, sayd: {“}Iulietta, the onely mistresse of my
heart, I pray thee in the Name of God, and for the feruent Loue
whych thou bearest vnto me, to doe away those vayne cogitations,
excepte thou meane to seeke and hazard the destruction of vs
both: for if thou perseuer in this purpose, there is no remedye
but wee muste both perish: for so soone as thyne absence shalbe
knowen, thy Father will make sutch earnest pursute after vs,
that we cannot choose but be discried and taken, and in the ende
cruelly punished, I as a theefe and stealer of thee, and thou as
a dysobedyent Daughter to thy Father: and so in stead of
pleasaunt and quiet Lyfe, our Dayes shalbe abridged by most
shamefull Death. But if thou wylt recline thy self to reason,
(the ryght rule of humane Lyfe,) and for the tyme abandon our
mutuall delyghts, I will take sutch order in the time of my
banishment, as within three or foure Months wythoute any delay,
I shalbe reuoked home agayne: but if it fall out otherwyse (as I
trust not,) howsoeuer it happen, I wyll come agayne vnto thee,
and with the helpe of my Fryendes wyll fetch the from Verona by
strong Hand, not in Counterfeit Apparell as a straunger, but
lyke my spouse and perpetuall companion: in the meane tyme quyet
your selfe, and be sure that nothing else but death shall deuide
and put vs a sunder.” The reasons of Rhomeo so mutch preuailed
with Iulietta, as shee made hym thys aunswere: “My deare fryend,
I wyll doe nothing contrary to your wyll and pleasure: and to
what place so euer you repayre, my hearte shall bee your owne,
in like sorte as you haue giuen yours to be mine: in the meane
while I pray you not to faile oftentimes to aduertise me by
Frier Laurence, in what state your affaires be, and specially of
the place of your abode.” Thus these two pore louers passed the
Night togither, vntil the day began to appeare which did dyuyde
them, to their extreame sorrow and gryef. Rhomeo hauiuge taken
leaue of Iulietta, went to S. Fraunces, and after he hadde
aduertysed Frier Laurence of his affaires, departed from Verona
in the habit of a Marchaunt straunger, and vsed sutch
expedytyon, as without hurt he arriued at Mantuona, (accompanied
onely wyth Petre his Seruaunt, whome hee hastily sente backe
agayne to Verona, to serue his Father) where he tooke a house:
and lyuying in honorable companye, assayed certayne Monthes to
put away the gryefe whych so tormented him. But duryng the tyme
of his absence, miserable Iulietta could not so cloke hir
sorrow, but that through the euyll colour of hir face, hir
inwarde passion was discryed: by reason whereof hir Mother,
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