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82 ROMEO AND JULIET. Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not. More validity, ]\Iore honorable state, more courtship lives In carrion-flies than Romeo : they may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure and vestal modesty. Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin ; But Romeo may not ; he is banished. This may flies do, when I from this must fly; They are free men, but I am banished. And say'st thou yet that, exile is not death ? Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife, No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, But ' banished ' to kill me ? — Banished ! friar, the damned use that word in hell ; HoAvling attends it : how hast thou the heart, Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, A sin-absolver, and my friend profess'd, To mangle me with that word ' banished ' ? Friar Laurence. Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. Borneo. 0, thou wilt speak again of banishment. Friar Laurence. I'll give thee armor to keep off that word ; Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy. To comfort thee, though thou art banished.