Romeo and Juliet act 1 scene 1

—-, on my word we’ll not carry coals. speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
No, for then we will be colliers speaker: Gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
I mean, and we will be in choler, we’ll draw. Speaker: Sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
Ay while you live, draw your neck out of collar. speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
I strike quickly moved to strike speaker: sampson spoken to: Gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
But thou art not quickly moved to strike speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
A dog of the house of Montague moves me speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
to move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand: therefore if thou art moved, thou runn’st away speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
A dog of the house shall move me to stand: i will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
that shows thee a weak slave, for the weakest goes to the wall speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
’tis true, and therefor women being the weaker vessels are ever thrust to the wall; therefore I will push Montague’s men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
The quarrel is between our masters, and us their men speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
’tis all one. I will show myself a tyrant; when i have fought with all the men, I will be civil with the maids, i will cut off their heads speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
the heads of the maids? speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
ay, the heads of the maids, or of their maidenheads; take it in what sense thou wilt speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
They must take it in sense that feel it speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
me they shall feel while I am able to stand, and ’tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
’tis well thou are not a fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor john: draw thy tool, here comes two of the house of Montagues speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
my naked weapon is out: quarrel, i will back thee speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
how, turn thy back and run? speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
fear me not speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
no marry; i fear thee speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list speaker: gregory spoken to: sampson situation: looking for trouble with montague
nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them, which is disgrace to them if they bear it. speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: looking for trouble with montague
do you bite your thumb at me sir? speaker: Abraham spoken to: sampson situation: montague and capulet about to fight
i do bite my thumb sir speaker: sampson spoken to: abraham situation: montague and capulet about to fight
do you bite your thumb at us sir? speaker: abraham spoken to: sampson situation: montague and capulet about to fight
is the law of our side if i say ay? speaker: sampson spoken to: gregory situation: montague and capulet about to fight
No sir, I don not bite my thumb at you sir, but i bite my thumb sir. speaker: samspon spoken to: abraham situation: montague and capulet about to fight
do you quarrel sir? speaker: gregory spoken to: abraham situation: montague and capulet about to fight
quarrel sir, no sir speaker: abraham spoken to: gregory & sampson situation: montague and capulet about to fight
but if you do sir, I am for you; i serve as good a man as you speaker: sampson spoken to: abraham situation: montague and capulet about to fight
say better: here comes one of my master’s kinsmen speaker: gregory spoken to: abraham situation: montague and capulet about to fight
draw if you be men. —-remember thy wasting blow speaker: samspon spoken to: gregory situation: montague and capulet about to fight
part fools. put up your swords, you know not what you do speaker: benvolio spoken to: abraham, gregory, and sampson situation: breaking up the fight
what, art thou drawn among these hartless hinds? turn thee Benvolio, look upon my death speaker: tybalt spoken to: abraham, gregory, sampson, and benvolio situation: breaking up the fight
I do but keep peace; put up thy sword, or manage it to part these men with me speaker: benvolio spoken to: abraham, gregory, sampson, and tybalt situation: breaking up the fight
what, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word as I hate hell, all montagues, and thee. Have at thee coward! speaker: tybalt spoken to: abraham, gregory, sampson, and benvolio situation: picking another fight with the enemy
clubs, bills and partisans, strike, beat them down! speaker: officer spoken to: towns people watching the fight situation: montague and capulet fighting
down with the capulets, down witht the Montagues! speaker: citizens spoken to: montagues and capulets fighting situation: montagues and capulets fighting
what noise is this? give me my ling sword, ho! speaker: capulet spoken to: people fighting situation: montagues and capulets fighting
a crutch, a crutch; why call you for a sword speaker: lady capulet spoken to: capulet situation: montagues and capulets fighting
My sword I say! Old montague is come, and flourishes his blade in spite me speaker: capulet spoken to: lady capulet situation: montagues and capulets fighting
thou villian capulet: hold me not, let me go speaker: montague spoken to: capulet situation: montagues and capulets fighting
thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe speaker: lady montague spoken to montague situation:montagues and capulets fighting
Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, profaners of this neighbour-stained steel – will they not hear? what ho, you men, you beasts that quench the fire of your pernicious rage with purple fountains issuing from your veins speaker: prince spoken to: capulets and montagues situation: prince yelling at people for fighting
On pain of torture, from those bloody hands, throw your mistempered weapons to the ground, and hear the sentence of your moved —-. speaker: prince spoken to: capulets and montagues situation: prince yelling at people for fighting
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old —–, and ——,Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streetsAnd made Verona’s ancient citizensCast by their grave-beseeming ornaments,To wield old partisans in hands as old,Cankered with peace, to part your cankered hate. speaker: prince spoken to: capulets and montagues situation: prince yelling at people for fighting
If ever you disturb our streets again,Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.For this time, all the rest depart away. speaker: prince spoken to: capulets and montagues situation: prince yelling at people for fighting
You, —–, shall go along with me,And, —-, come you this afternoonTo know our farther pleasure in this case,To old Free-town, our common judgment-place.Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. speaker: prince spoken to: capulets and montagues situation: prince yelling at people for fighting
who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? speak nephew, were you by it when it began? speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: benvolio telling them how fight started
Here were the servants of your adversary,And yours, close fighting ere I did approach.I drew to part them. speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: benvolio telling them how fight started
In the instant cameThe fiery —-, with his sword prepared,Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,He swung about his head and cut the winds,Who, nothing hurt withal, hissed him in scorn speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: benvolio telling them how fight started
While we were interchanging thrusts and blows,Came more and more and fought on part and part,Till the Prince came, who parted either part. speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: benvolio telling them how fight started
Oh, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?Right glad I am he was not at this fray. speaker: lady montague spoken to benvolio situation: benvolio told how the fight started
Madam, an hour before the worshipped sunPeered forth the golden window of the east,A troubled mind drove me to walk abroad, speaker: benvolio spoken to: lady montague situation: benvolio talking to montagues
Where, underneath the grove of sycamoreThat westward rooteth from this city side,So early walking did I see your son. speaker: benvolio spoken to: lady montague situation: benvolio talking to montagues
Towards him I made, but he was ‘ware of meAnd stole into the covert of the wood.I, measuring his affections by my own,Which then most sought where most might not be found, speaker: benvolio spoken to: lady montague situation: benvolio talking to montagues
Being one too many by my weary self,Pursued my humor not pursuing his,And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me. speaker: benvolio spoken to: lady montague situation: benvolio talking to montagues
Many a morning hath he there been seen,With tears augmenting the fresh morning’s dew,Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio and lady montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
But all so soon as the all-cheering sunShould in the farthest east begin to drawThe shady curtains from Aurora’s bed,Away from light steals home my heavy son, speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio and lady montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
And private in his chamber pens himself,Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,And makes himself an artificial night. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio and lady montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
Black and portentous must this humor proveUnless good counsel may the cause remove. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio and lady montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
My noble uncle, do you know the cause? speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
I neither know it nor can learn of him speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: three motagues talking about romeo
Have you importuned him by any means? speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: three motagues talking about romeo
Both by myself and many other friends.But he, his own affections’ counselor,Is to himself—I will not say how true, speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: three motagues talking about romeo
But to himself so secret and so close,So far from sounding and discovery,As is the bud bit with an envious worm, speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: three motagues talking about romeo
Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air,Or dedicate his beauty to the same. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: three motagues talking about romeo
Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow.We would as willingly give cure as know. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio situation: three motagues talking about romeo
See, where he comes. So please you, step aside.I’ll know his grievance or be much denied. speaker: benvolio spoken to: montague situation: three montagues talking about Romeo
I would thou wert so happy by thy stayTo hear true shrift.—Come, madam, let’s away. speaker: montague spoken to: benvolio and lady montague situation: three montagues talking about Romeo
is the day so young? speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Ay me! Sad hours seem long.Was that my father that went hence so fast? speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Not having that which, having, makes them short. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Out of her favor, where I am in love. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! speaker: benvolio spoken to: romeo situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Where shall we dine?—O me! What fray was here?Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Here’s much to do with hate but more with love.Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate,O anything of nothing first created! speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
O heavy lightness, serious vanity,Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms! speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health,Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!This love feel I, that feel no love in this.Dost thou not laugh? speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Why, such is love’s transgression.Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,Which thou wilt propagate, to have it pressedWith more of thine. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
This love that thou hast shownDoth add more grief to too much of mine own. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes;Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
What is it else? A madness most discreet,A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.Farewell, my coz. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Soft! I will go along.And if you leave me so, you do me wrong. speaker: benvolio spoken to: romeo situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Tut, I have lost myself. I am not here.This is not Romeo. He’s some other where. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
A sick man in sadness makes his will,A word ill urged to one that is so ill.In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Well, in that hit you miss. She’ll not be hitWith Cupid’s arrow. She hath Dian’s wit. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
And, in strong proof of chastity well armedFrom love’s weak childish bow, she lives uncharmed. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
She will not stay the siege of loving terms,Nor bide th’ encounter of assailing eyes,Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Oh, she is rich in beauty, only poorThat when she dies, with beauty dies her store. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste,For beauty, starved with her severity,Cuts beauty off from all posterity. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair,To merit bliss by making me despair.She hath forsworn to love, and in that vowDo I live dead that live to tell it now. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
By giving liberty unto thine eyes.Examine other beauties. speaker: benvolio spoken to: romeo situation: romeo complaining about his love life
‘Tis the wayTo call hers exquisite, in question more.These happy masks that kiss fair ladies’ brows,Being black, puts us in mind they hide the fair. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
He that is strucken blind cannot forgetThe precious treasure of his eyesight lost. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
Show me a mistress that is passing fair;What doth her beauty serve but as a noteWhere I may read who passed that passing fair?Farewell. Thou canst not teach me to forget. speaker: romeo spoken to benvolio situation: romeo complaining about his love life
I’ll pay that doctrine or else die in debt. speaker: benvolio spoken to: romeo situation: romeo complaining about his love life

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