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50 ROMEO AND JULIET. Kevolts from true birtli, stumbling on abuse. Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied, And vice sometiuu>\s by action dignified. Witliin the infant rind of this weak flower l*oison hath residence, and nuHlicine power ; For this, bi'ing snudt, with that })art cheers each part, ]>eing tast(Ml, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them still In man as well as herbs, — grace and rude will; And where the worser is predominant, l^'ull soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter Komko. Homeo. Good morrow, father. Friar Laurence. Benedicite ! What early tongue so sweet saluteth me ? — Young son, it argues a disteniperM head So soon to bid good nmrrow to thy bed : Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye, And where care lodges, sleep will never lie ; lint where unbruised youth with vuistuff'd brain Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth reign. Therefore thy earliness doth nie assure Thou art up-rous'd with some distemperature ; Or if not so, then here I hit it right. Our Komeo hath not been in bed to-night. Ixomeo. That last is true ; the sweeter rest was mine.