The young lover Romeo secretly watches the beautiful Juliet, overcome with love and desire for her. You can play around with different deliveries. Try innocent, try dirty and seedy.
JULIET appears above at a window
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,
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 eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, ‘tis not to me she speaks:
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!