Question

Paraphrase the following passage.

Paris. Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears.
Juliet. The tears have got small victory by that;
For it was bad enough before their spite.
Paris. Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report.
Juliet. That is no slander, sir, which is a truth;
And what I spake, I spake it to my face.
Paris. Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it.
Juliet. It may be so, for it is not mine own.

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