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64 ROMEO AND JULIET. Scene VI. Friar Laurence^s Cell. Enter Friar Laurence and Romeo. Friar Laurence. So smi]e the heavens upon this holy act That after hours with sorrow chide us not ! Romeo. Amen, amen ! but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight. Do thou hut close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is enough I may but call her mine. Friar Laurence. These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder. Which as they kiss consume • the sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness. And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately ; long love doth so : Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. Enter Juliet. Here comes the lady. 0, so light a foot Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint ! A lover may bestride the gossamer That idles in the wanton summer air, And yet not fall ; so light is vanity.