Tis but thy name that is my enemy; — Thou art thyself though, not a Montague. Whats Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! Whats in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other name would smell as sweet; So Romeo would, were he not Romeo calld, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title: — Romeo, doff thy name; And for thy name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.Juliet, scene ii, a variant in many published editions reads: Whats in a name? That which we call a rose, By any other word would smell as sweet.