Respuesta :

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy.”

Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.”

But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.

Quote 1:

"BENVOLIO 
[…] What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?

ROMEO 
Not having that, which, having, makes them short.

BENVOLIO 
In love?

ROMEO 
Out—

BENVOLIO 
Of love?

ROMEO 
Out of her favor, where I am in love."
(1.1.168-173)

Quote 2: "ROMEO 

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vexed a sea nourish'd with loving tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall, and a preserving sweet."
(1.1.197-201)

Quote 3: "ROMEO 

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear— 
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand
And, touching hers, make blessèd my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight,
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
(1.5.51-60)