Read the excerpt from Act I, scene i of Romeo and Juliet. Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love: Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing! of nothing first create. O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh? The oxymorons in Romeo’s dialogue emphasize