Celia.
Indeed, Madam, he ran a great riſque. I obſerved your father on the point of executing againſt him the moſt violent reſolutions.
Juliet.
Ah! Romeo, Romeo, what was thy deſign? Why didſt thou ſhew thyſelf in ſo dangerous a place? My father will imagine that you came to brave him. I tremble for thy life. Ah! Heavens, how I love him!
Celia.
Oh, Madam, reſume more command over your heart; conſider, the conſequences of ſuch an attachment muſt of courſe prove unhappy to you.
Juliet.
But how can I break off with Romeo? I have anſwered his paſſion in a manner that reſembled nothing leſs than hatred. Muſt I paſs in his opinion for a double dealer, and a deceitful perſon?
Celia.
A few civilities ſhewn a ſtranger, are attended with no conſequences.
Juliet.
But I have made him a preſent of a ring.
Celia.
This is an innocent piece of gallantry, which may eſcape on a day of feſtivity.
Juliet.
But,———
