worm Prick’d from the tomb; And she, too desperate, would not be distraught, Environed with all the terms of the Churchyard, Friar Lawrence, with a flowering face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical, Dove-feather’d raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show! Just opposite to what thou speak’st speak