what light from yonder window breaks it is the east and juliet is the sun?
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. In any Shakespeare play written more than a few years after Romeo and Juliet, these lines would be laughable; Romeo trots out some of the most clichéd fancies of the day.