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52 ROMEO AND JULIET. So soon forsaken ? young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria, what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline ! How much salt water thrown away in waste, To season love, that of it doth not taste ! The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears, Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears ; Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet. If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine. Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline ; And art thou chang'd ? pronounce this sentence then: Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. Romeo. Thou chidd'st me oft for loving Rosaline. Friar Laxtrence. For doting, not for loving, pupil mine. Romeo. And bad'st me bury love. Friar Laurence. Not in a grave. To lay one in, another out to have. Romeo. I pray thee, chide not : she whom I love now Doth grace for grace and love for love allow ; The other did not so. Friar Laurence. O, she knew well, Thy love did read by rote and could not spell. But come, young waverer, come, go with me, In one respect I'll thy assistant be ; For this alliance may so happy prove, To turn your households' rancor to pure love.