What’s he that follows here, that would not dance?

Juliet
What’s he that follows here, that would not dance?
Nurse
I know not.
Juliet
Go ask his name. The Nurse goes. If he be marrièd,
My grave is like to be my wedding bed.

My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!

Nurse, returning
His name is Romeo, and a Montague,
The only son of your great enemy. My only love sprung from my only hate!Paradox
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Epanalepsis
Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathèd enemy.Irony
Nurse
What’s this? What’s this?
Juliet
A rhyme I learned even now
Of one I danced withal.
  One calls within “Juliet.”
Nurse
Anon, anon.
Come, let’s away. The strangers all are gone.
  They exit.