Note 27 — CHARACTERS OF PASSION AND IMAGINATION.
Reading edition
Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other; To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm! Perhaps 'tis tender, too, and pretty, At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity. And what if in a world of sin (O sorrow and shame should this be true!) Such giddiness of heart and brain Comes seldom save from rage and pain, So talks as it's most used to do? Coleridge.
These lines seem to me to form the truest comment on Juliet's wild exclamations against Romeo.