I am single because I just had my heartbroken. My parents are Lord and Lady Montagues. My best friend is Mercutio and my other friend is Benvolio. I am looking for someone who is kind, sweet and gentle. I am 16 years old. I have a rivalry between the Capulet's by I was invited to one of there parties and Mercutio says that I should go and fine someone then stand around and feel sorry for myself since my heart was broken. When I go to the party I see someone of beauty and that she will be mine. When we are at the party I see her and ask her what her name is she said "Juliet." When I was running away from Mercutio when I did I found my way toward her. As she was talking she I came to her and found out that she likes me. When we spent the whole night together. When I went to Friar Laurence I asked him if he would marry me and Juliet. We got married and Tybalt comes into the street and him and Mercutio get into a fight. Tybalt killed Mercutio and me and Tybalt get into a sword fight and I killed Tybalt. That night is the night before I have to leave Verona, that is the night I never wanted to leave her. When Balthasar came to me and told me that Juliet is dead I told him to get the horses and ran as fast as I could to get to her. When I got there I busted the door into the Capulet's tomb and saw her beside Tybalt. After that I was so heartbroken I drank the potion and died.
"Well, in that hit you miss. She'll not be hit with Cupid's arrow. She hath Dian's wit, and in strong proof of chastity well armed, from Love's weak childish bow she lives uncharmed. She will not stay the siege of loving terms, nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. O, she is rich in beauty ; only poor that, when she dies, with beauty dies her store." "O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the checks of night as rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear-- beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! So shows a snowy dove trooping with crowns as yonder lady o're her fellows shows. The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand and touch hers, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night." "He jests at scars that never felt a wound. But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief that thou her maid art far more fair than she. Be not he maid, since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. It is my lady! O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing, What of that? Her eyes discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon her hand! That I might touch that cheek!"
Romeo and Juliet (1/9) Movie CLIP - I Never Saw True Beauty 'Til This Night (1968) HD