Montague: many a morning hath he there been seen, with tears augmenting the fresh morningâs dew, adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs: but all so soon as the all-cheering sun should in the furthest east begin to draw 120 the shady curtains from auroraâs bed, away from light steals home my heavy son, and private in his chamber pens himself, shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out, and makes himself an artificial night. 125 black and portentous must this humour prove unless good counsel may the cause remove. in this excerpt, romeoâs reaction to light illustrates
