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I. v.: At the party, Romeo sees Juliet. Wow! He is smitten.
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| What lady's that doth enrich the hand of yonder knight? | |
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Tybalt sees that Romeo's in disguise at the party. It makes him mad.
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| Uncle this is a Montague, our foe: a villain that is hither come in spite. To scorn at our solemnity this night. | |
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| Young Romeo is it. Content thee gentle coz, let him alone. | |
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Juliet and Romeo meet. She likes him, too.
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| Then have my lips the sin that they have back. | |
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| Sin from my lips? O tresspass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again. | |
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