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Romeo and Juliet Romeo and Juliet
QuotesQuotes
Act IAct I
What, drawn, and talk of peace! I What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word hate the word
As I hate Hell, all Montagues, and As I hate Hell, all Montagues, and thee. (I.i,77-78)thee. (I.i,77-78)
A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword? (I.i,83)sword? (I.i,83)
If ever you disturb our streets again,If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of Your lives shall pay the forfeit of
peace. (I.i,103-104)peace. (I.i,103-104)
Could we but learn for whence his Could we but learn for whence his sorrows grow,sorrows grow,
We would as willingly give cure as We would as willingly give cure as know ( I, i.)know ( I, i.)
O, teach me how I should forget to O, teach me how I should forget to think. (I, i.)think. (I, i.)
Take thou some new infection to thy Take thou some new infection to thy eye,eye,
And the rank poison of the old will And the rank poison of the old will die. (I, ii)die. (I, ii)
Go, girl, seek happy nights to Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. (I, iii.)happy days. (I, iii.)
Is love a tender thing? It is too Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, Too Rude, too boist’ rous, rough, Too Rude, too boist’ rous, and pricks like thorns. ( I, iv.)and pricks like thorns. ( I, iv.)
If love be rough with you, be If love be rough with you, be rough with love rough with love Prick love for the pricking, and Prick love for the pricking, and you beat love down. (I, iv.)you beat love down. (I, iv.)
For my mind misgivesFor my mind misgives
Some consequence, yet hanging Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars,in the stars,
Shall bitterly begin his fearful Shall bitterly begin his fearful datedate
With this night's revels, and With this night's revels, and expire the termexpire the term
Of a despised life closed in my Of a despised life closed in my breastbreast
By some vile forfeit of untimely By some vile forfeit of untimely death. (I.v,106-111)death. (I.v,106-111)
You will set a cock-a-hoop! You'll You will set a cock-a-hoop! You'll be the man! (I.v,84)be the man! (I.v,84)
Oh, dear account! My life is my Oh, dear account! My life is my foe's debt. (I.v,120)foe's debt. (I.v,120)
Act IIAct II
But soft! What light through But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the It is the east, and Juliet is the sun! (II.ii,2-3)sun! (II.ii,2-3)
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? (II.ii,33)thou Romeo? (II.ii,33)
That which we call a roseThat which we call a rose
By any other name would smell By any other name would smell as sweet. (II.ii,43-44)as sweet. (II.ii,43-44)
Parting is such sweet sorrow Parting is such sweet sorrow (II.ii,184)(II.ii,184)
I have forgot that name and that I have forgot that name and that name's woe. (II.iii,46)name's woe. (II.iii,46)
In one respect I'll thy assistant be;In one respect I'll thy assistant be;For this alliance may so happy For this alliance may so happy prove,prove,To turn your households' rancor to To turn your households' rancor to pure love. (II.iii,90-93)pure love. (II.iii,90-93)
Alas, poor Romeo, he is already Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead!dead!Stabbed with a white wench's black Stabbed with a white wench's black eye, shot through theeye, shot through theear with a love song, the very pin of ear with a love song, the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind his heart cleft with the blind bowboy's butt shaft. (II.iv,12-16)bowboy's butt shaft. (II.iv,12-16)
These violent delights have These violent delights have violent ends, And in their violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder triumph die, like fire and powder Which as they kiss consume. Which as they kiss consume. (II.iv,9-11)(II.iv,9-11)
Act IIIAct III
I do protest I never injured thee,I do protest I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou But love thee better than thou canst devise Till thou shalt know canst devise Till thou shalt know the reason of my love. (III.i,71-the reason of my love. (III.i,71-72)72)
A plague o' both your houses! (III.i,111)
Oh, I am fortune's fool! (III.i,141)
Ah, welladay! 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. (III.ii,36-38)
Wash they his wounds with tears. Mine shall be spent,
When theirs are dry, for Romeo's
banishment. (III.ii,130-131)
Affliction is enamored of thy parts,
And thou art wedded to calamity.
(III.iii,2-3)
thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury of a
beast. I thought thy disposition better tempered. (III.iii,110-115)
Romeo is coming. (III.iii,158)
Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops. I must be gone and live, or stay
and die. (III.v,9-11)
Me thinks I see thee, now thou art below,
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.
(III.v,55-56)
Some grief shows much of love, But much of grief shows still
some want of wit. (III.v,73-74)
Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. (III.v,190)
Delay this marriage for a month, a week;
Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed
In that dim monument where Tybalt
lies. (III.v,201-203)
Act IVAct IV
My dismal scene I needs must act alone.
Come vial. (IV.iii,19-20)
Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir (IV.v,38)
I dreamed my lady came and found me dead -- (V.i,6)
Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee tonight. (V.i,34)
Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man.
Fly hence and leave me. (V.iii,59-60)
Act VAct V
I dreamed my lady came and found me dead -- (V.i,6)
Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee tonight. (V.i,34)
Good gentle youth, tempt not a desperate man.
Fly hence and leave me. (V.iii,59-60)
How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry! Which their
keepers call A lightning before death. (V.iii,88-
90)
Capulet! Montague! See what a scourge is laid upon your
hate That Heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! And I, for winking at your discords too, Have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are punished. (V.iii,291-295)