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ROMEO AND JULIET. 51 Friar Lai.trence. God pardon sin ! wast thou with Rosa- line ? Romeo. With Rosaline, my ghostly father ? no ; I have forgot that name, and that name's woe. Friar Laurence. That's my good son ; but where hast thou been, then ? Romeo. I'll tell thee, ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy, Where on a sudden one hath wounded me, That's by me wounded ; both our remedies Within thy help and holy })hysic lies. I bear no hatred, blessed man, for, lo, My intercession likewise steads my foe. Friar Laurence. Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift ; Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. Romeo. Then plainly know, my heart's dear love is set On the fair daughter of rich Capulet : As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine ; And all combin'd, save what thou must combine By holy marriage. When and where and how We met, we woo'd and made exchange of vow, I'll tell thee as we pass ; but this I pray, That thou consent to marry us to-day. Friar Laurence. Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here ! Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear,