Love's Transgression (Romeo and Juliet) Lyrics

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still

Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will

Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here

Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all

Here's much to do with hate, but more with love

Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate

O any thing, of nothing first create

O heavy lightness! serious vanity

Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms

Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire

Sick health

Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is

This love feel I, that feel no love in this

Dost thou not laugh

Why, such is love's transgression

Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast

Which thou wilt propagate, to have it pressed

With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown

Doth add more grief to too much of mine own

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes

Being vexed a sea nourished with lovers' tears

Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes

Being vexed a sea nourished with lovers' tears

What is it else? a madness most discreet

A choking gall and a preserving sweet

Why, such is love's transgression

Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast

Which thou wilt propagate, to have it pressed

With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown

Doth add more grief to too much of mine own

Why, such is love's transgression

Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast

Which thou wilt propagate, to have it pressed

With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown

Doth add more grief to too much of mine own

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still

Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will