Romeo and Juliet – O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?

RomeoandJuliet

 

Shakespeare

The Montagues and the Capulets are mortal enemies. This makes it incredibly hard for two lovers, Romeo, a Montague, and Juliet, a Capulet, to even spend time together. Juliet yearns for Romeo and bemoans that his last name keeps him from her. Romeo watches and then interrupts her speech.

 
Juliet
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore 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, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name 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.

Dogspeare

Chihuahuas and Newfoundlands are very different sizes. Chihuahuas weigh around 6 pounds; Newfoundlands around 160. This makes it incredibly hard for Jules, a Newfoundland, to play with Romeo, a Chihuahua. Jules laments that she cannot play with Romeo because of their different breeds. Romeo watches and then interrupts her speech.

Jules
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy forebears and refuse thy kind;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my rove,
And I’ll no longer be a Newfoundland.

Romeo
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I bark at this?

Jules
’Tis but thy breed that is too undersized;
Thou art thyself, though not a Chihuahua.
What’s Chihuahua? it is nor paw, nor tail,
Nor pad, nor snout, nor any other part
Belonging to a pet. O, be some other breed!
What’s in a breed? that which we call a dog
From any breed would still man’s best friend be;
So Romeo would, were he not tiny toy bred,
Retain that sweet aroma which he vents
Without that descent. Romeo, doff thy breed,
And for that breed which is no part of thee
Come play with me.

Romeo
I take thee at thy woof.
Say but “Come”, and I’ll be new pedigree.
Henceforth I never will be Chihuahua.

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