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Romeo
1. Is she a Capulet? O dear account! My life is my foe’s debt.
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2. Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight! For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
3. Her I love now doth grace for grace and love for love allow.
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4. I am afreard. Being in night, all this but a dream, too flattering sweet to be substantial.
5. Let me be ta’en, let me be put to death; I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
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6. Ha, banishment! Be merciful, say ‘death’; for exile hath more terror in his look.
7. There is no world without Verona walls, but purgatory, torture, hell itself.
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8. For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes this vault a feasting presence full of light.
Juliet
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If he be marrièd, my grave is like to be my wedding bed.
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That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
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It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden.
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My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep.
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All my fortunes at thy for I’ll lay, and follow thee my lord throughout the world.
They are but beggars that can count their worth, but my true love is grown to such
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excess I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.
7. He shall not make me there a joyful bride.
Mercutio
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8. O swear not by the moon, th’inconstant moon
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1. If love be rough with you, be rough with love prick love for pricking
2. Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead.
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3. The bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon.
4. Calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
5. You shall find me a grave man
6. A plague a’both your house!
7. Queen Mab
8. A scratch, a scratch, marry ’tis enough
Benvolio
1. Be ruled by me, forget to think of her.
2. For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.
3. I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, or manage it to part these men with me..
Tybalt
1. What, art thou drawn between these heartless hinds?
2. What, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word, as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.
3. What dares the slave come hither covered with an antic face to fleer and scorn at our
solemnity?
4. It fits when such a villain is a guest: I’ll not endure him.
5. I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall, now seeming sweet, convert to bitt’rest gall.
6. Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no better term than this: thou art a villain.
7. Therefore turn and draw.
8. Thou wretched boy, that didst consort him here, shall with him hence.
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Prince
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1. On pain of torture, from these bloody hands throw your mistempered weapons to the
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2. I have an interest in your hearts’ proceeding: my blood for your rude brawls doth lie
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3. Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
4. See, what scourge is laid upon your hate, that heaven finds means to kill your joys with
love.
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Lord Capulet
1. What noise is this? Give me my longsword, ho!
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2. Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she.
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3. Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night inherit at my house.
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4. And too soon marred are those so early made.
5. But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart: my will to her consent is but a part
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6. Am I the master here, or you? Go to!
7. How now, a conduit girl? What, still in tears?
8. Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch!
Lady Capulet
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1. Verona’s summers hath not such a flower.
2. The precious book of love, this unbound lover, to beautify him, only lacks a cover.
3. But much of grief shows still some want of wit.
4. Ah sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks. I would the fool were married to her
grave.
5. Fie, fie, what, are you mad?
6. You are too hot.
Nurse
1. Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit
2. He’s a man of wax.
3. If you should lead her in a fool’s paradise, it were a very gross kind of behaviour.
4. Her mother is the lady of the house, and a good lady, and a wise and virtuous.
5. Henceforward do your messages yourself!
6. You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so
7. Romeo’s a dishclout to him! This second match excels your first, or if it did not, your first
is dead.
8. Alas, alas, my lady’s dead O weraday that ever I was born!
Paris
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Younger than she are happy mothers made.
These times of woe afford no times to woo.
My lord, I would that Thursday be tomorrow.
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Happily met, my lady and my wife
Do not deny to him that you love me.
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Beguiled, divorcèd, wrongèd, spited, slain!
If thou be merciful, open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.
Thy face is mine and thou hast slandered it.
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Lord Montague
1. Thou villain Capulet!
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2. Black and portentous mist this humour prove unless good counsel may the cause
remove.
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3. Grief of my son’s exile hath stopp’d her breath.
Lady Montague
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1. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe.
Friar Lawrence
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1. Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied
2. For this alliance may so happy prove to turn your household’s rancour to pure love.
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3. These violent delights have violent ends . . . therefore love moderately, long love doth so
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4. The law that threaten’d death becomes thy friend and turns it to exile; there art thou
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The Roles of Women
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1. SAMPSON: True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the
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wall: therefore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.
2. PARIS: Younger than she are happy mother made.
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3. LADY CAPULET: Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, are already made mothers. By my
count, I was your mother much upon these years
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4. NURSE: Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit.
5. LADY CAPULET: This precious book of love, this unbound lover, to beautify him, only
lacks a cover.
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6. JULIET: I'll look to like, if looking liking move: but no more deep will I endart mine eye
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than your consent gives strength to make it fly.
7. JULIET: I’ll prove more true than those that have more coying to be strange. I should
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have been more strange, I must confess
8. LORD CAPULET: I think she will be ruled in all respects by me.
9. LORD CAPULET: But, an you will not wed, I'll pardon you! Graze where you will you
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shall not house with me.
10. LORD CAPULET: I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday, or never after look me
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5. NURSE: Her mother is the lady of the house, and a good lady, and a wise and virtuous.
6. TYBALT: Now, by the stock and honour of my kin, to strike him dead, I hold it not a sin.
7. MERCUTIO: Calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
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8. MERCUTIO: Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk?
9. ROMEO: My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt in my behalf. My reputation stained with
Tybalt's slander.
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Differences between the Values of the Older and the Younger Generations
1. LORD CAPULET: Tis not hard, I think, for men so old as we to keep the peace
disparagement.
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2. LORD CAPULET: I would not for the wealth of all the town here in my house do him
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3. TYBALT: I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall, now seeming sweet, convert to bitt’rest
gall.
Family Bonds
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1. JULIET: O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy
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name, or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
2. NURSE: His name is Romeo, and a Montague, the only son of your great enemy.
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3. LORD MONTAGUE: Black and portentous mist this humour prove unless good counsel
may the cause remove.
4. LORD MONTAGUE: Grief of my son’s exile hath stopp’d her breath.
5. GREGORY: The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.