human
A gentler judgement vanish'd from his lips.
gpt
Upon those lips from which those sweet words _vanish'd_
human
To make more vent for passage of her breath, Which thronging through her lips, so _vanisheth_ As smoke from Ætna, that in air consumes.
gpt
Taking thy part he rush'd aside the law.
human
But that the scambling and unquiet time Did _push_ it out of further question.
gpt
But Romeo may not: he is banished. This may flies do, while I from this must fly; And sayest thou yet that exile is not death?