Juliets Balcony speech

O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy farther refuse thy name; or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet. Tis but thy name that is my enemy. Thou art thy self, though not a Montague. What's Montague? It is not hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell so sweet. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, Retain that dear percection which he owes without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; and for they name, which is no part of thee, take all my self.