What did Romeo say to Juilet on the balcony when he ask her to marry him?

Answer 1

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 (1) thou her maid (2) art far more fair than she.

Be not her maid, since she is envious.

Her vestal livery (3) is but sick and green, (4)

And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. (5)

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.

Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven

Having some business, do entreat her eyes

To twinkle in their spheres till they return. (6)

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 that hand,

That I might touch that cheek!

JULIET :

Ay me!

ROMEO:

She speaks.

O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art

As glorious to this night, being o'er my head,

As is a winged messenger of heaven

Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes

Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him

When he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds

And sails upon the bosom of the air.

JULIET:

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore (7) art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name;

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,

And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

ROMEO [Aside.]:

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

JULIET:

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.

What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,

Nor arm, nor face. O, be some other name

Belonging to a man.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other word would smell as sweet.

So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,

Retain that dear perfection which he owes (8)

Without that title. Romeo, doff (9) thy name;

And for thy name, (10) which is no part of thee,

Take all myself.

ROMEO:

I take thee at thy word.

Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;

Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

JULIET:

What man art thou, that, thus bescreened in night,

So stumblest on my counsel? (11)

ROMEO:

By a name

I know not how to tell thee who I am.

My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself

Because it is an enemy to thee.

Had I it written, I would tear the word.

JULIET:

My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words

Of thy tongue's uttering, yet I know the sound.

Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?

ROMEO:

Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike. (12)

JULIET:

How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?

The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,

And the place death, considering who thou art,

If any of my kinsmen find thee here.

ROMEO:

With love's light wings did I o'erperch (13) these walls;

For stony limits cannot hold love out,

And what love can do, that dares love attempt.

Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop (14) to me.

JULIET:

If they do see thee, they will murder thee.

ROMEO:

Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye

Than twenty of their swords! Look thou but sweet,

And I am proof against their enmity.

JULIET:

I would not for the world they saw thee here.

ROMEO:

I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes;

And but (15) thou love me, let them find me here.

My life were better ended by their hate

Than death prorogued, wanting (16) of thy love.

JULIET:

By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

ROMEO:

By Love, that first did prompt me to inquire.

He lent me council, and I lent him eyes.

I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far

As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea,

I should adventure for such merchandise.

JULIET:

Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face;

Else (17) would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek

For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.

Fain (18) would I dwell on form (19)--fain, fain deny

What I have spoke; but farewell compliment!

Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "Ay;"

And I will take thy word. Yet, if thou swear'st,

Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries,

They say Jove laughs. (20) O gentle Romeo,

If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.

Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won,

I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay,

So thou wilt woo, but else, not for the world. (21)

In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, (22)

And therefore thou mayst think my havior (23) light;

But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true

Than those that have more cunning to be strange. (24)

I should have been more strange, I must confess,

But (25) that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, (26)

My true love passion. Therefore pardon me,

And not impute this yielding to light love,

Which the dark night hath so discovered. (27)

ROMEO:

Lady, by yonder blessed moon I vow,

That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--

JULIET:

O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon,

That monthly changes in her circle orb,

Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

ROMEO:

What shall I swear by?

JULIET:

Do not swear at all;

Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,

Which is the god of my idolatry,

And I'll believe thee.

ROMEO:

If my heart's dear love--

JULIET:

Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,

I have no joy of this contract tonight.

It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;

Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be

Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night!

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,

May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we meet.

Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest

Come to thy heart as that within my breast!

ROMEO:

O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

JULIET:

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?

ROMEO:

The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

JULIET:

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:

and yet I would it were to give again.

ROMEO:

Would'st thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?

JULIET:

But to be frank (28) and give it thee again.

And yet I wish but for the thing I have.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, for both are infinite.

I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu!

[NURSE calls within.]

Anon, (29) good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true.

Stay but a little, I will come again. [Exit.]

ROMEO:

O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard,

Being in night, all this is but a dream,

Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.

[Enter JULIET again.]

JULIET:

Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.

If that thy bent of love be honorable,

Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow,

By one that I'll procure to come to thee,

Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;

And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay

And follow thee my lord throughout the world.

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

I come anon.--But if thou meanest not well,

I do beseech thee--

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

By and by I come.--

To cease thy strife and leave me to my grief

Tomorrow will I send.

ROMEO:

So thrive my soul--

JULIET:

A thousand times good night!

ROMEO:

A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!

Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks

[Enter JULIET again]

JULIET:

Hist! Romeo, hist! O for a falc'ner's voice

To lure this tassel gentle back again! (30)

Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud,

Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies

And make her airy tongue more hoarse than

With repetition of "My Romeo!"

ROMEO:

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,

Like softest music to attending (31) ears!

JULIET:

Romeo!

ROMEO:

My sweet?

JULIET:

What o'clock tomorrow

Shall I send to thee?

ROMEO:

By the hour of nine.

JULIET:

I will not fail. 'Tis twenty years till then.

I have forgot why I did call thee back.

ROMEO:

Let me stand here till thou remember it.

JULIET:

I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,

Rememb'ring how I love thy company.

ROMEO:

And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,

Forgetting any other home but this.

JULIET:

'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone--

And yet no farther than a wanton's bird,

That lets it hop a little from his hand,

Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, (32)

And with a silken thread plucks it back again

So loving-jealous of his liberty.

ROMEO:

I would I were thy bird.

JULIET:

Sweet, so would I.

Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow

That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [Exit.]

ROMEO

Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!

Answer 2

Benvolio promises Romeo that he will teach him to forget Roseline "I'll pay that doctrine or else die in debt." If you ask me Benvolio is a good frined but he could use a little extra independence.

Answer 3

ROMEO [Coming forward.]:

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 (1) thou her maid (2) art far more fair than she.

Be not her maid, since she is envious.

Her vestal livery (3) is but sick and green, (4)

And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. (5)

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.

Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven

Having some business, do entreat her eyes

To twinkle in their spheres till they return. (6)

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 that hand,

That I might touch that cheek!

JULIET :

Ay me!

ROMEO:

She speaks.

O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art

As glorious to this night, being o'er my head,

As is a winged messenger of heaven

Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes

Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him

When he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds

And sails upon the bosom of the air.

JULIET:

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore (7) art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name;

Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,

And I'll no longer be a Capulet.

ROMEO [Aside.]:

Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?

JULIET:

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.

What's Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot,

Nor arm, nor face. O, be some other name

Belonging to a man.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other word would smell as sweet.

So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,

Retain that dear perfection which he owes (8)

Without that title. Romeo, doff (9) thy name;

And for thy name, (10) which is no part of thee,

Take all myself.

ROMEO:

I take thee at thy word.

Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;

Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

JULIET:

What man art thou, that, thus bescreened in night,

So stumblest on my counsel? (11)

ROMEO:

By a name

I know not how to tell thee who I am.

My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself

Because it is an enemy to thee.

Had I it written, I would tear the word.

JULIET:

My ears have yet not drunk a hundred words

Of thy tongue's uttering, yet I know the sound.

Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?

ROMEO:

Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike. (12)

JULIET:

How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?

The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,

And the place death, considering who thou art,

If any of my kinsmen find thee here.

ROMEO:

With love's light wings did I o'erperch (13) these walls;

For stony limits cannot hold love out,

And what love can do, that dares love attempt.

Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop (14) to me.

JULIET:

If they do see thee, they will murder thee.

ROMEO:

Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye

Than twenty of their swords! Look thou but sweet,

And I am proof against their enmity.

JULIET:

I would not for the world they saw thee here.

ROMEO:

I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes;

And but (15) thou love me, let them find me here.

My life were better ended by their hate

Than death prorogued, wanting (16) of thy love.

JULIET:

By whose direction found'st thou out this place?

ROMEO:

By Love, that first did prompt me to inquire.

He lent me council, and I lent him eyes.

I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far

As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea,

I should adventure for such merchandise.

JULIET:

Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face;

Else (17) would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek

For that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.

Fain (18) would I dwell on form (19)--fain, fain deny

What I have spoke; but farewell compliment!

Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "Ay;"

And I will take thy word. Yet, if thou swear'st,

Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries,

They say Jove laughs. (20) O gentle Romeo,

If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.

Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won,

I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay,

So thou wilt woo, but else, not for the world. (21)

In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, (22)

And therefore thou mayst think my havior (23) light;

But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true

Than those that have more cunning to be strange. (24)

I should have been more strange, I must confess,

But (25) that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, (26)

My true love passion. Therefore pardon me,

And not impute this yielding to light love,

Which the dark night hath so discovered. (27)

ROMEO:

Lady, by yonder blessed moon I vow,

That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--

JULIET:

O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon,

That monthly changes in her circle orb,

Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

ROMEO:

What shall I swear by?

JULIET:

Do not swear at all;

Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,

Which is the god of my idolatry,

And I'll believe thee.

ROMEO:

If my heart's dear love--

JULIET:

Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,

I have no joy of this contract tonight.

It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;

Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be

Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night!

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,

May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we meet.

Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest

Come to thy heart as that within my breast!

ROMEO:

O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

JULIET:

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?

ROMEO:

The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

JULIET:

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:

and yet I would it were to give again.

ROMEO:

Would'st thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?

JULIET:

But to be frank (28) and give it thee again.

And yet I wish but for the thing I have.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, for both are infinite.

I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu!

[NURSE calls within.]

Anon, (29) good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true.

Stay but a little, I will come again. [Exit.]

ROMEO:

O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard,

Being in night, all this is but a dream,

Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.

[Enter JULIET again.]

JULIET:

Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.

If that thy bent of love be honorable,

Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow,

By one that I'll procure to come to thee,

Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;

And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay

And follow thee my lord throughout the world.

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

I come anon.--But if thou meanest not well,

I do beseech thee--

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

By and by I come.--

To cease thy strife and leave me to my grief

Tomorrow will I send.

ROMEO:

So thrive my soul--

JULIET:

A thousand times good night!

ROMEO:

A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!

Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks

[Enter JULIET again]

JULIET:

Hist! Romeo, hist! O for a falc'ner's voice

To lure this tassel gentle back again! (30)

Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud,

Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies

And make her airy tongue more hoarse than

With repetition of "My Romeo!"

ROMEO:

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,

Like softest music to attending (31) ears!

JULIET:

Romeo!

ROMEO:

My sweet?

JULIET:

What o'clock tomorrow

Shall I send to thee?

ROMEO:

By the hour of nine.

JULIET:

I will not fail. 'Tis twenty years till then.

I have forgot why I did call thee back.

ROMEO:

Let me stand here till thou remember it.

JULIET:

I shall forget, to have thee still stand there,

Rememb'ring how I love thy company.

ROMEO:

And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget,

Forgetting any other home but this.

JULIET:

'Tis almost morning. I would have thee gone--

And yet no farther than a wanton's bird,

That lets it hop a little from his hand,

Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, (32)

And with a silken thread plucks it back again

So loving-jealous of his liberty.

ROMEO:

I would I were thy bird.

JULIET:

Sweet, so would I.

Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing.

Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow

That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [Exit.]

ROMEO

Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!

Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! (33)

Answer 4

Do you mean what did Romeo say when Juliet was on the balcony? Because nothing in the text says that Romeo was ever there, although it is sometimes staged that way.

Anyway, Romeo says quite a number of things in this scene, which is Act 2 Scene 2 of the play. I recommend that you read it, or better yet watch it to find out what Romeo says.

Answer 5

Well, a number of things at various times in the play. But in Act four, he unfolds a plan for Juliet to get out of marrying Paris, and in the course of it, he promises to get word to Romeo so Romeo knows what is going on, and to stay by Juliet's side when she is about to wake. He didn't keep either one.

Answer 6

Well, here is a quote from the text whereas Juliet actually in a way proposed to Romeo.

ROMEO:

Lady, by yonder blessed moon I vow,

That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops--

JULIET:

O, swear not by the moon, th' inconstant moon,

That monthly changes in her circle orb,

Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

ROMEO:

What shall I swear by?

JULIET:

Do not swear at all;

Or if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,

Which is the god of my idolatry,

And I'll believe thee.

ROMEO:

If my heart's dear love--

JULIET:

Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,

I have no joy of this contract tonight.

It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden;

Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be

Ere one can say it lightens. Sweet, good night!

This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath,

May prove a beauteous flow'r when next we meet.

Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest

Come to thy heart as that within my breast!

ROMEO:

O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?

JULIET:

What satisfaction canst thou have to-night?

ROMEO:

The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine.

JULIET:

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it:

and yet I would it were to give again.

ROMEO:

Would'st thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love?

JULIET:

But to be frank (28) and give it thee again.

And yet I wish but for the thing I have.

My bounty is as boundless as the sea,

My love as deep; the more I give to thee,

The more I have, for both are infinite.

I hear some noise within. Dear love, adieu!

[NURSE calls within.]

Anon, (29) good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true.

Stay but a little, I will come again. [Exit.]

ROMEO:

O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard,

Being in night, all this is but a dream,

Too flattering-sweet to be substantial.

[Enter JULIET again.]

JULIET:

Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.

If that thy bent of love be honorable,

Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow,

By one that I'll procure to come to thee,

Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite;

And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay

And follow thee my lord throughout the world.

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

I come anon.--But if thou meanest not well,

I do beseech thee--

[NURSE within.]

Madam!

JULIET:

By and by I come.--

To cease thy strife and leave me to my grief

Tomorrow will I send.

ROMEO:

So thrive my soul--

JULIET:

A thousand times good night!

ROMEO:

A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!

Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks

[Enter JULIET again]

JULIET:

Hist! Romeo, hist! O for a falc'ner's voice

To lure this tassel gentle back again! (30)

Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud,

Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies

And make her airy tongue more hoarse than

With repetition of "My Romeo!"

ROMEO:

How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,

Like softest music to attending (31) ears!

Answer 7

Juliet promises to send Romeo a messenger in the morning to make plans for their wedding.

Answer 8

Juliet tells Romeo to "propose marriage and tell her when and where to meet."

Answer 9

Juliet tells him that if he really loves her he must marry her, Romeo promises he will and tells her to send her Nurse to meet him at nine o'clock the next morning.

Answer 10

To send Romeo a love letter