Juliet: Act 2, Scene 6 "Can't be quantified"

Question 1

Friar Laurence:
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

Juliet:
Good even to my ghostly confessor.

Question 2

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

Answer 2

Juliet:
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

Juliet:
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.