Good morrow Mercutio,
Last evening at the Masquerade, something happened⦠'twas a Capulet whom I changed eyes with. Her civet was the most wonderful aroma in the world. We wast dancing when I kissed her hand. Then we kissed again on the lips. I don't know what to dost. Faith, forsooth! What would happen if my family found out about this?
Would thou want to know who the wonderful woman is? An so, when will I resolve to thee next?
Hark, mark my words and don't tell anyone until thee meet me. I've been high-lone and heavy for quite a while and now I think this girl might even be the one. I wot she loves me back, unlike Rosaline, whom doesn't feel the same way I dost. Once we meet, I wilt tell you everything about her.
Adieu sirrah. See thee anon!
Romeo
an if
E'en evening
'twas it was
civet perfume
dost/doth do/does
faith, forsooth good gracious
thee/thou you
high-lone quite alone
wot know
wilt must
morrow day
anon soon
good morrow hello
adieu farewell
hark listen
heavy depressed
resolve plan
wast were
sirrah sir/mister
changed eyes fallen in love
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