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day, O hateful day. Never was seen so black a day as this. O woeful day, O day, O day, O woeful day. PARIS. Beguil’d, divorced, wronged, spited, slain. Most detestable death, by thee beguil’d, By cruel, cruel thee quite overthrown. O love! O life! Not life, but love in death! CAPULET. Despis’d, distressed, hated, martyr’d, kill’d. Uncomfortable time, why cam’st thou now To Lammas-tide? LADY CAPULET. Marry, my child, Dead art thou. Alack, my child is yet a stranger in the streets, For