Romeo and Juliet

Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie
And young affection gapes to be his heir
That fair for which love groaned for and would die
With tender Juliet matched, is now not fair
Now Romeo is beloved and loves again
Alike bewitched by the charm of looks
But to his foe supposed he must complain
And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks
Being held a foe, he may not have access
To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear
As she as much in love, her means much less
To meet her new-beloved any where:
But passion lends them power, time means, to meet
Temp'ring extremities with extreme sweet