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III. v.: Juliet is worried that she will never see Romeo again.
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| Farewell. I will omit no opportunity that may convey my greetings. | |
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| O think'st shall we ever meet again? | |
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Romeo is about to climb out the window.
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| I doubt it not for sweet discourses in our times to come. | |
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| I have an ill-divining soul | |
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Lady Capulet misunderstands Juliet's sadness.
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| Evermore weeping over your cousin's death? | |
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| Let me weep for such a feeling loss. | |
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