Romeo: My love! My wife!

Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath,

Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Thou are not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet

Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,

And death's pale flag is not advanced there.

Dear Juliet,

Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe

That unsubstantial Death is amorous,

Keeps thee here in dark to be his paramour?

Here. O, here will I set up my everlasting rest

And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars

From this world-wearied flesh.

Eyes, look your last!

Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, O you

The doors to breath, seal with a righteous kiss

A dateless bargain to engrossing death!

罗密欧：我的爱人！我的妻子！

死神虽然吸干了你甜蜜的气息，

却没有力量摧毁你的美丽。

你没有被征服，美丽的红旗仍然

轻拂着你的嘴唇和面颊，

死神的白旗还未插到那里。

亲爱的朱丽叶，

你为什么依然如此美丽？难道要我相信

无形的死神很多情，

把你藏在这暗洞里做他的情妇？

这儿，啊，我要在这儿永远安息

从我这厌恶人生的躯体上

挣脱厄运的奴役。

眼睛，最后再看一次！

手臂，最后拥抱一次吧！嘴唇，啊！

气息的大门，用一个合法的吻

跟贪婪的死神订立一份永久的合同！