What light through yonder window breaks?

But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the east and Juliet is the sun.

But soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet is the sun! Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief that thou her maid art far more fair than she.

Put out the light, and then put out the light.

To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day, All in the morning betime, And I a maid at your window, To be your Valentine.

Sorrow breaks seasons and reposing hours, Makes the night morning, and the noontide night