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Romeo and Juliet Quotes
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Act 1
Act 1, Scene 1
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I will bite my thumb at them
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If ever you disturb our streets again
Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace
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I will not say how truebut to himself so secret and so close,
So far from sounding and discovery,
as is the bud but with an envious worm@
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ABy giving liberty unto thine eyes.
Examine other beauties@
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Act 1, Scene 2
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Younger than she are happy mothers made
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But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part
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Compare her face with some that I will show,
and I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
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Act 1, Scene 3
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Even or odd, of all days in the year
come Lammas Eve at night shall she be
fourteen
It is an honour that I dream not of
Read over the volume of young Paris= face
and find delight writ there with beauty=s pen.
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Act 1, Scene 4
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Is love a tender thing? Is it too rough, too rude,
too boisterous and it pricks like thorn
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O, then I see Queen Mab hath ben with you
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I talk of dreams
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy...@
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Act 1, Scene 5
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AO she doth teach the torches to burn bright
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night....
Did my heart love till now?
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Go ask his name.
If he be married,
my grave is like to be my wedding bed.
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My only love sprung from my only hate,
too early seen unknown, and known too late.
Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathed enemy.
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Act 2
Act 2, Scene 1
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He is wise
and on my life hath stolen him home to bed
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Act 2, Scene 2
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But Soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
Is it the east, and Juliet is the sun!
Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief
That tough her maid are far more fair than she
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Oh that I were a glove upon that hand, /
That I might touch that cheek!
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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 Capulet
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AWhat=s Montague? Is it nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
What=s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.@
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What=s in a name? That which we call a rose
by any other name would smell as sweet.
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Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye
Than twenty of their swords.
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O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon,
That monthly changes in her circled orb,
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O, wilt though leave me so unsatisfied
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Act 2, Scene 3
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Then plainly know my heart=s dear love is set on the
fair daughter of rich Capulet
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Holy Saint Francis! What a change is here!
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Young men=s love then lies
Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.
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In one respect, I=ll thy assistant be,
For this alliance may so happy prove
to turn your households= rancour to pure love
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Act 2, Scene 4
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Where the devil should this Romeo be?
Came he not home tonight?
Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead! Stabbed
with a white wench=s black eye, shot through the
ear with a love song, the very pin of his heart cleft
with the blond bow-boy=s butt-shaft. And he is a
man to encounter Tybalt?
Bid her devise
Some means to come to shrift this afternoon,
And there she shall at Friar Laurence= cell
be Shrived and married. Here is for thy pains.
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Act 2, Scene 5
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Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence= cell.
There stays a husband to make you a wife.
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Act 2, Scene 6
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So smile the heavens upon this holy act
That after-hours with sorrow chide us not.
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These violent delights have violent ends
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Come, come with me and we will make short work
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till Holy Church incorporate two in one
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Act 3
Act 3, Scene 1
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A plague on both your houses
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This day=s black fate on more days doth depend:
This but begins the woe must end.
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AO, I am fortune=s fool
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Romeo slew Tybalt, / Romeo must not live.
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And for that offence
Immediately we do exile him hence.
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Act 3, Scene 2
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Ah, Wereaday, he’s dead, He’s dead, he’s dead
We are undone lady, we are undone!
Alack the day, he’s gone, he’s killed, he’s dead
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Can Heaven be so envious?
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O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had
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Tybalt is gone and Romeo banished.
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Blistered be thy tongue
for such a wish!
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Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin?
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Act 3, Scene 3
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Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say Adeath.@
For exile hath more terror in his look
more than death. Do not say Abanishment@.
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Hence from Verona art thou banished
be patient, for the world is broad and wide.
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There on the ground,
with his own tears made drunk
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Act 3, Scene 4
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I will, and know her mind early tomorrow.
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Tonight she=s mewed up to her heaviness
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I think she will be ruled
In all respects by me-nay more, I doubt it not.
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My lord, I would that Thursday were tomorrow.@
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Act 3, Scene 5
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Wilt thou be gone? Is it not yet near day.
It was the nightingale and not the lark
that pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear.
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Then, window, let day in and let life out.
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Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch!
I tell tee what-get thee to church a Thursday
Or never after look me in the face
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Ancient damnation! O most wicket fiend!
Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn
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Act 4
Act 4, Scene 1
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O, shut the door and when thou has done so,
come weep with me, past hope, past cure, past help
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Hold, daughter, I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution
As that is desperate which we would prevent
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Act 4, Scene 2
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Marry, sir, tis an ill cook that cannot lick
His own fingers. Therefore he that cannot lick
His fingers goes not with me.
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AWhere I have learnt me to repent the sin
Of disobedient opposition
to you and your behests, and am enjoined
By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here
To beg your pardon. Pardon, I beseech you.
Henceforward I am ever ruled by you.@
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Act 4, Scene 3
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What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?
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Farewell, God knows when we shall meet again.
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Act 4, Scene 4
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Ay, you have been a mouse hunt in your day.
But I will watch you from such watching now
Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up.
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Act 4, Scene 5
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Death lies on her / like an untimely frost
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O woe, o woeful, woeful day
most lamentable day, most woeful day
that I ever, ever did yet behold.
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All things that were ordained festival,
Turn from their office to black funeral.
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Act 5
Act 5, Scene 1
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Is it even so, then I defy you stars
AThen she is well and nothing can be ill.@
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Such mortal drugs I have, but Mantua=s law
is death to any he that utters them@.
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Come, cordial, and not poison
go with me to Juliet
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Act 5, Scene 2
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Here in this city visiting the sick
and finding him, the searchers of the town,
Suspecting that we both were in a house
Where the infectious pestilence did reign,
Sealed up the doors, and wound not lets us forth,
so that my speed to Mantua there were stayed.@
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Act 5, Scene 3
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AThou are not conquered. Beauty=s ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in they cheeks,
And death=s pale flag is not advanced there.
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O true apothecary!
Thy drugs are quick,
Thus with a kiss I die
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AO churl. Drunk all, and left no friendly drop
to help me after? I will kiss thy lips.
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them
to make me die with a restorative.@
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Alas my liege,
My wife is dead tonight.
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AO thou untaught! What manners is in this,
To press before thy father to a grave?@
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I will be brief, for my short date of breath
is not so long as is a tedious tale
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See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,
That heaven finds means to kill your joy with life.
Some shall be pardoned, and some punished.@
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