While Heathcliff of "Wuthering Heights" has become the dark, brooding lover of legend and songs, so has Romeo of "Romeo and Juliet" become the prototype of the Romantic lover. In Act One, he is the victim of his passions, suffering from love sickness. He runs aways if anyone nears him in his heartbroken walk in the woods after Rosaline's rejection. He speaks in oxymorons:
Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate!/O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!/Misshapen 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.(I,i,149-153)
Romeo perceives his heartbreak in cosmic dimensions, a cosmos that is thwarted and reversed. He is depressed and excessively dramatic:
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,/....This love that thous has shown/Doth add more grief to too much of mine own/Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,.../What is it else? A madness most...
(The entire section contains 564 words.)