A dog of the house of Montague
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The cache is not to be found at the above location, but it is a good place to start your journey.
I hope that this rather different puzzle brings you some amusement.
"Two households, both alike in dignity,
In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,
From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean."
"You Capulet; shall go along with me:
And, Montague, come you this afternoon,
To know our further pleasure in this case,"
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"Show me a mistress that is passing fair,
What doth her beauty serve, but as a note
Where I may read who pass'd that passing fair?"
"Her wagoner a small grey-coated gnat,
Not so big as a round little worm
Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid;"
"And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes
Even now the frozen bosom of the north,
And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence,"
"Away, Romeo my dear friend;
with all haste take ye just on the road to the East
from where Montague doth cause the harsh winds blow."
"But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,"
"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet."
"What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;"
"O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable."
"Good night, good night! parting is such
sweet sorrow,
That I shall say good night till it be morrow."
"Now is the sun upon the highmost hill
Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve
Is three long hours, yet she is not come."
"Look all about thee, but perchance rightly spy a box
which is the colour of my sweet Juliet’s rosy lips."
"Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady;
And bid her hasten all the house to bed,"
"It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east:"
"Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death,
Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth,
Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open,
And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food!"
"Their course of love, the tidings of her death:
And here he writes that he did buy a poison
Of a poor 'pothecary, and therewithal
Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet."
"It is true that by that one shalt there be that which is desired.
There are attractions there to which are as sweet Juliet is to me."
"A glooming peace this morning with it brings;
The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head:
Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things;
Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished:"
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(Decrypt)
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