a rose By any other name would smell as sweet – For stony limits cannot hold love out

  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;