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Question 1

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: O, 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.

Answer 1

Good even to my ghostly confessor

Question 2

Friar Laurence: Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both

Answer 2

As much to him, else is his thanks too much

Question 3

Romeo:
Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy
Be heap’d like mine and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath
This neighbour air, and let rich music’s tongue Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter.

Answer 3

Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,
Brags of his substance, not of ornament:
They are but beggars that can count their worth;
But my true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.