- Romeo and Juliet Act 1 Scene 1 -
Crude and hateful
as their low status.
Have at thee,
- Romeo and Juliet Act 1 Scene 2 -
"Be this not the Masquerade?
For each a happy mask shall hide our wary visage.
Amongst the throng no harm shall befall."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 1 Scene 3 -
"O, she doth teach
the torches to burn bright!
Forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
The measure done,
I'll watch her place of stand, and, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 2 Scene 1 -
"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 a Capulet."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 2 Scene 2 -
"If so...come, young waverer.
In one respect I'll thy assistant be,
for this alliance may so happy prove
to turn your households' rancor to pure love."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 2 Scene 3 -
Away to the chapel I am,
for solemn confession to Friar Laurence."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 1 -
"O sweet Juliet,
thy beauty hath made me effeminate,
and in my temper softened valor's steel!"
- Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 2 -
"Spakest thou of Juliet? How is it with her?
Doth not she think me an old murtherer,
Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy
with blood remov'd but little from her own?"
- Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Scene 3 -
"Yon light is not day-light.
I know it, I.
It is some meteor that the sun exhales, to be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua:
Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 4 Scene 1 -
"Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it:
O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,
From off the battlements of yonder tower."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 4 Scene 2 -
"Ah, My lovely daughter!
All things that we ordained festival,Turn from their office to black funeral;
Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse,
Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast,
And all things change them to the contrary."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 5 Scene 1 -
"Come hither, man. Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have A dram of poison,
such soon-speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins
That the life-weary taker may fall dead And that the trunk may be discharged of breath."
- Romeo and Juliet Act 5 Scene 2 -
"O my love! Death hath had no power
yet upon thy beauty.
Lips, O you the doors of breath
Seal with a righteous kiss a dateless
bargain to engrossing death.
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide."