Mercutio - Kinsman to the Prince and Friend to Romeo:
Gentle Romeo, we must have you dance.
Romeo - Son to Montague:
Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes, With nimble soles. I have a soul of lead, So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
Mercutio - Kinsman to the Prince and Friend to Romeo:
You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings, And soar with them above a common bound.
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