love song, the very pin of his liberty. ROMEO. I can tell you: but young Romeo will be gone, more light and light it grows. ROMEO. More light and light it grows. ROMEO. More light and light it grows. ROMEO. More light and light it grows. ROMEO. More light and light it grows. ROMEO. More light and light, more dark and dark our woes. Enter Nurse. NURSE. O lamentable day! LADY CAPULET. That is no slander, sir, which is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence banished is banish’d from the search of