Romeo and Juliet Act 2 Quotations

He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not.The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.—I conjure thee by Rosaline’s bright eyes,By her high forehead and her scarlet lip,By her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh,And the demesnes that there adjacent lie,That in thy likeness thou appear to us. Mercutio
He jests at scars that never felt a wound. Romeo
But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief,That thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. Romeo
See how she leans her cheek upon her hand.Oh, that I were a glove upon that handThat I might touch that cheek! Romeo
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. Juliet
(aside) Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? Romeo
What’s in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other word would smell as sweet.So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,Retain that dear perfection which he owesWithout that title. Romeo
What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night,So stumblest on my counsel? Juliet
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongue’s uttering, yet I know the sound. Juliet
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls,For stony limits cannot hold love out,And what love can do, that dares love attempt.Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. Romeo
I have night’s cloak to hide me from their eyes,And but thou love me, let them find me here.My life were better ended by their hateThan death proroguèd, wanting of thy love. Romeo
O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon,That monthly changes in her circle orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. Juliet
Do not swear at all.Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self,Which is the god of my idolatry,And I’ll believe thee. Juliet
Although I joy in thee,I have no joy of this contract tonight.It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,Too like the lightning, which doth cease to beEre one can say “It lightens.” Sweet, good night. Juliet
O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? Romeo
What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? Juliet
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed. Juliet
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. Romeo
Within the infant rind of this small flowerPoison hath residence and medicine power…Two such opposèd kings encamp them still,In man as well as herbs—grace and rude will.And where the worser is predominant,Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Friar Lawrence
God pardon sin! Wast thou with Rosaline? Friar Lawrence
I have been feasting with mine enemy… Romeo
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet.As mine on hers, so hers is set on mine,And all combined, save what thou must combineBy holy marriage…’ll tell thee as we pass, but this I pray:That thou consent to marry us today. Romeo
Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,So soon forsaken? Young men’s love then liesNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Friar Lawrence
But come, young waverer, come, go with me,In one respect I’ll thy assistant be,For this alliance may so happy proveTo turn your households’ rancor to pure love. Friar Lawrence
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast. Friar Lawrence
Tybalt, the kinsman to old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father’s house. Benvolio
More than Prince of Cats. Oh, he’s the courageous captain of compliments. He fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and proportion. He rests his minim rests—one, two, and the third in your bosom. Mercutio
Signior Romeo, bonjour! There’s a French salutation to your French slop. You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night. Mercutio
Good, Peter, to hide her face, for her fan’s the fairer face. Mercutio
Farewell, ancient lady. Farewell, lady, lady, lady. Mercutio
But first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her into a fool’s paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behavior, as they say. For the gentlewoman is young, and therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered to any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing. Nurse
Bid her deviseSome means to come to shrift this afternoon.And there she shall at Friar Lawrence’ cellBe shrived and married. (gives her coins) Here is for thy pains. Romeo
The clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse.In half an hour she promised to return.Perchance she cannot meet him. Juliet
Is three long hours, yet she is not come.Had she affections and warm youthful blood,She would be as swift in motion as a ball…But old folks, many feign as they were dead,Unwieldy, slow, heavy, and pale as lead. Juliet
I am aweary. Give me leave awhile.Fie, how my bones ache! What a jaunt have I! Nurse
Jesu, what haste! Can you not stay awhile?Do you not see that I am out of breath? Nurse
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breathTo say to me that thou art out of breath?The excuse that thou dost make in this delayIs longer than the tale thou dost excuse.Is thy news good, or bad? Answer to that. Juliet
Lord, how my head aches! What a head have I!It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces.My back a’ t’ other side. Ah, my back, my back!Beshrew your heart for sending me about,To catch my death with jaunting up and down! Nurse
Where is my mother? Why, she is within.Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!”Your love says, like an honest gentleman,’Where is your mother?'” Juliet
Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrence’s cell.There stays a husband to make you a wife…Hie you to church. I must another wayTo fetch a ladder, by the which your loveMust climb a bird’s nest soon when it is dark.I am the drudge and toil in your delight,But you shall bear the burden soon at night.Go. I’ll to dinner. Hie you to the cell. Nurse
hese violent delights have violent endsAnd in their triumph die, like fire and powder,Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honeyIs loathsome in his own deliciousnessAnd in the taste confounds the appetite.Therefore love moderately. Long love doth so. Friar Lawrence
Come, come with me, and we will make short work.For, by your leaves, you shall not stay aloneTill holy church incorporate two in one. Friar Lawrence
This is the only new character introduced in Act 2. Friar Lawrence

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