text: can you give me a sonnet from romeo and juliet?   a complaint by night of the lover not beloved      alas! so all things now do hold their peace!      heaven and earth disturbed in no thing      the beasts, the air, the birds their song do cease,      the nightés car the stars about do bring.   car: chariot  calm is the sea. the waves work less and less:      so am not i, whom love, alas! doth wring,      bringing before my face the great increase      of my desires, whereat i weep and sing,      in joy and woe, as in a doubtful case.      for my sweet thoughts sometime do pleasure bring;      but by and by, the cause of my disease      gives me a pang, that inwardly doth sting,           when that i think what grief it is again,           to live and lack the thing should rid my pain.             a vow to love faithfully, howsoever he be rewarded      set me whereas the sun doth parch the green,      or where his beams do not dissolve the ice;      in temperate heat, where he is felt and seen;      in presence prest of people, mad, or wise;   presence prest: amidst a great crowd  set me in high, or yet in low degree;      in longest night, or in the shortest day;      in clearest sky, or where clouds thickest be;      in lusty youth, or when my hairs are gray:      set me in heaven, in earth, or else in hell,      in hill, or dale, or in the foaming flood;      thrall, or at large, alive whereso i dwell,   thrall: imprisoned  sick, or in health, in evil fame or good,           hers will i be; and only with this thought           content myself, although my chance be nought