the saddest girl to ever hold a martini

MERCUTIO
 
You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings,
And soar with them above a common bound.
 
ROMEO
 
I am too sore enpierced with his shaft
To soar with his light feathers, and so bound,
I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe.
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
 
MERCUTIO
 
And, to sink in it, should you burden love;
Too great oppression for a tender thing.
 
ROMEO
 
Is love a tender thing? it is too rough,
Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.
 
MERCUTIO
 
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Give me a case to put my visage in.
A visor for a visor! What care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.