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Two
households, both alike in dignity, in fair Verona, where we lay our scene. |
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From
ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands
unclean [Prologue] |
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Marry,
that 'marry' is the very theme I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,
how stands your disposition to be married? [Lady Capulet] |
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Is
love a tender thing? Is it too rough, too rude, too boist'rous, and it
pricks like a thorn.[Romeo] |
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You
are welcome, gentlemen! [Capulet] |
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Come,
Musicians play. Let's party! |
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Entertainment
at the Ball |
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Sin
from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again. [Romeo] |
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But
soft! What light through yonder window breaks? It is the East, and Juliet
is the sun! [Romeo] |
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Good
night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say good
night til it be morrow. [Juliet] |
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So
smile the heavens upon this wholy act that after-hours with sorrow chide
us not [Friar Lawrence] |
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Come,
come with me, and we will make short work; For, by your leaves, you shall
not stay alone. [Friar Lawrence] |
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Till Holy Church incorporate two in one [Friar Lawrence] |
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Boy,
this shall not excuse the injuries That thou has done me; therefore turn
and draw... [Tybolt] |
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A
plague on both your houses! They have made worms meat of me. I have it,
and soundly too. Your houses! [Mercutio] |
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Romeo,
away be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Stand not amazed.
The prince will doom thee death if thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away!
[Benvolio] |
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My
husband lives, that Tybolt would have slain; and Tybolt's dead, that would
have slain my husband. 'Tybolt is dead, and Romeo - banished.' [Juliet] |
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O
Lord, I could have stayed here all night to hear good counsel. O' what
learning is! My lord, I'll temm my lady you will come. [Nurse] |
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Wilt
thou be gone? It is not yet near day. It was the nightingale, and not
the lark, that pierced the fearfull hollow of thine ear. [Juliet] |
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Hang
thee, young baggage! Disobedient wrethc! I tell thee what - get thee to
Church a thursday or never look me in the face. [Capulet] |
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Romeo,
I come! This do I drink to thee. [Juliet] |
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Her
blood has settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have
long separated. Death lies on her like an untimely frost upon the sweetest
flower of all the field. [Capulet] |
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Let
me have a dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear as will disperse itself
through all veins that the life-weary taker may fall dead. [Romeo] |
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Can
vengeance be pursued further than death? Condemned villain, I do apprehend
thee. Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. [Paris] |
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Arms,
take your last embrace! and, lips, O you the doors of breath, seal with
a righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death! [Romeo] |
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Romeo!
O, pale! Who else? What, Paris too? And steeped in blood? Ah, what an
unkind hour is guilty of this lamentable chance! The lady stirs.... [Friar
Lawrence] |
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Sovereign,
here lies the County Paris slain; and Romeo dead; and Juliet, dead before,
warm and new killed. {Watchman] |
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Go
hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardoned,
and some punished; For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet
and her Romeo [Prince] |
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Our
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