Romeo And Juliet

I love this part of the play, and I thought I'd share it.

O, 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 thou her maid art far more fair than she,
Be not her maid, since she is envious,
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; Cast it off!
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 'til they return
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 hand upon that cheek?
O, that I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!

-Crazy <3