Oh, Juliet, wherefore art thou?

Why must thou be encaged to hopeless love?

For thee want to be with that base Romeo makes me fret now

‘Tis making me ill thereof

Despite my heavy heart and feeling unwell

I had come to an obvious realization from watching all night

I was merely a wizard, and I could doth a spell

I could bring thee hither easily, I don’t even hath to use much might

Hark, Juliet, I will anon bring thee to whence thou shouldst be

Hither with me