罗密欧与朱丽叶

爱情是叹息吹起的一阵烟，恋人的眼中有它净化了的火星。恋人的眼泪是它激起的波涛。它又是最智慧的疯狂，哽喉的苦味，吃不到嘴的蜜糖。 Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purgrd,a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vexed, a sea norished with lovers' tears; What is it else?A madness most discreet, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet. Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out.