Romeo and Juliet Act III test (quotes and vocab terms)

Aside When a character says something under his/her breath (ex. Juliet says, “Amen” about the nurse saying she hopes to die)
Apostraphe When a character addresses an object that cannot respond in order to increase dramatic effect (ex. Juliet talks to the ladder)
Allusion An implicit reference (ex. Tybalt’s name refers to the Prince of Cats)
Soliloquy A character speaks to his/herself to express inner conflict or turmoil when he/she thinks he/she is alone (ex. Juliet speaks to herself about why Romeo is a Montague)
Monologue A character speaks for a long period of time (ex. Mercutio talks about Queen Mab)
Sonnet A 14 line poem with a rhyme scheme that ends in couplets; in the style of Italian or Elizabethan (ex. chorus speaks of the doom of Romeo and Juliet)
Motif A recurring idea that develops theme (ex. stars show the influence of fate in Romeo and Juliet)
Allegory A story that can be read on two levels: a simple level and a deep, spiritual, political meaning (ex. Chronicles of Narnia); the deeper meaning is usually the tue meaning
If all else fail, myself have power to die Juliet
Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain Juliet
Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue which she hath praised him with above compare so many thousand times Juliet
Ancient damnation Juliet
Marry, I will; and this is wisely done Nurse
Go in and tell my lady I am gone, having displeased my father, to Lawrence’ cell to make confession and to be absolved Juliet
Amen Juliet
And from my soul too, else beshrew them both Nurse
Speak’st thou from thy heart? Juliet
I think you are happy in this second, for it excels your first, or, if it did not, your first is dead, or twere as good he were as living here and you no use of him Nurse
I think it best you marry with the County Nurse
That he dares ne’er come back to challenge to you, or if he do, it needs must be by stealth nurse
hast thou not a word of joy? juliet
do as thou wilt, for i have done with thee Lady Capulet
Delay this marriage for a month, a week, or, if you do not, make the bridal bed in that dim monument where tybalt lies Juliet
Trust to’t; bethink you. I’ll not be forsworn Capulet
Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. Look to’t ; think on’t. I do not use to jest Capulet
Alone, in company, still my care hath been to have her matched. And having now provided a gentleman of noble parentage, of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly ligned, stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts Capulet
God’s bread, it makes me mad Capulet
Lady Wisdom Capulet
Out on her, hilding Capulet
Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to church o’ Thursday, or never after look me in the face… my fingers itch Capulet
Proud can I never be of what I hate Juliet
I would the fool were married to her grave Lady Capulet
Have you delivered to her our decree? Capulet
Sailing in this salt flood Capulet
Here comes your father. Lady Capulet
And when I do I swear it will be Romeo, whom you know I hate, rather than Paris. These are news indeed! Juliet
Ere he that should be husband comes to woo Juliet
He shall not make me there a joyful bride! Juliet
Make thee there a joyful bride Lady Capulet
One who, to put thee from thy heaviness Lady Capulet
And joy comes well in such a needy time. What are they, beseech your ladyship? Juliet
But now I’ll tell thee joyful tidings, girl Lady Capulet
With Romeo till I behold him-dead-is my poor heart, so far a kinsman vexed Juliet
We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not. Then weep no more. Lady Capulet
Ay, madam, from the reach of these hands Juliet
God pardon him I do with all my heart, and yet no man like he doth grieve my heart Juliet
What villain, madame? Juliet
As that villain lives which slaughtered him Lady Capulet
I cannot choose but ever weep the friend Juliet
some grief shows much of love, but much of grief shows still some want of wit Lady Capulet
What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? Lady Capulet
What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Juliet
O Fortune, Fortune, all men call thee fickle. If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him that is renowned for faith? Be fickle, fortune, for then I hope thou wilt not keep him long, but send him back Juliet
And trust me, love, in my eye, so do you Romeo
Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low, as one dead in the bottom of a tomb Juliet
I doubt it not and all these woes shall serve for sweet discourses for our times to come Romeo
O thinkst thou we shall ever meet again? Juliet
Then, window, let day and in and let life out Juliet
More light and light, more dark and dark our woes Romeo
Your lady mother is coming to your chamber; be wary, look about nurse
it is it is. hie hence, be gone away! Juliet
some meteor that the sun Juliet
It was the lark, the herald of the morn Romeo
Believe me love, it’s the nightengale Juliet
My Lord, I would, that Thursday were tomorrow Paris
Therefore, we’ll have some half a dozen friends, and there an end. but what say you to thursday? Capulet
It may be thought we held him carelessly Capulet
O Thursday tell her she shall be married to this noble earl Capulet
These times of woe afford no times to woo Paris
Look you she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly and so did I Capulet
It were a grief so brief to part with thee. farewell. Romeo
I’ll find out your man and he shall signify from time to time every good hap to you that chances here give me thy hand, tis late. farewell. good night. Friar Lawrence
I pray thee, good Mercutio, let’s retire the day is hot, the Capels are abroad benvolio
and if we meet we shall not ‘scape a brawl, for now these hot days is the mad blood stirring benvolio
come, come, thou are as hot a jack in thy mood as any in Italy, as soon moved to be moody, and as soon moody to be moved. Mercutio
and yet thou wilt tutor me from quarreling? Mercutio
by my heel, I care not Mercutio
and but one word with one of us? couple it with something. make it a word and a bow. Mercutio
Mercutio, thou consortest with romeo Tybalt
an thou make mistrels of us, look to hear nothing but discords. here’s my fiddlestick; here’s that shall make you dance. Zounds, consort. Mercutio
or reason coldly of your grievances or else depart. here all eyes gaze on us. benvolio
well, peace be with you, sir. here comes my man. Tybalt
no better term than this: thou art a villain. Tybalt
the reason I have to love theedoth much excuse the appertaining rage romeo
therefore turn and draw Tybalt
and so, good capulet, which name I tenderas dearly as mine own, be satisfied romeo
o calm, dishonorable, vile submission! Mercutio
good king of cats, nothing but one your nine lives, that I mean to make bold withal, Mercutio
I see thou knowest me not. romeo
gentleman for shame forbear this outrage! romeo
ay ay a scratch, a scratch. Marry, ’tis enough… Go, villain, fetch a surgeon Mercutio
courage man, the hurt cannot be much romeo
why the devil came you between us? Mercutio
no tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door, but ’tis enough Mercutio
a plague o’ both your houses! they have made worms meat of me. Mercutio
my very friend, hath got this mortal hurt in my behalf romeo
o romeo, romeo, Mercutio is dead. Benvolio
this day’s black fate on more days doth depend. but begins the woe others must end. romeo
staying for thine to keep him company. either thou or I, or both, must go with him. romeo
O, I am fortune’s fool romeo
o noble prince, I can discover allthe unlucky manage of this fatal brawl Benvolio
Tybalt, my cousin, O my brother’s child! lady capulet
for blood of ours, shed blood of montague lady capulet
Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? prince
this is the truth, or let Benvolio die. Benvolio
affection makes him false; he speaks not true lady capulet
I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must giveromeo slew Tybalt; romeo must not live lady capulet
who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? prince
immediately we do exile him hence prince
lovers can see to do their amorous ritesby their own beauties, or if love be blind Juliet
come, night. come, romeo. come, thou day in night Juliet
ah wereday, he’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! nurse
can heaven be so envious Juliet
say thou but”ay” and that bare vowel “I” shall poison more than the death-darting eye of cockatrice Juliet
o Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had! nurse
what storm is this that blows so contrary? Juliet
o god, did Romeo’s hand shed Tybalt’s blood? Juliet
shame come to romeo! nurse
blistered be thy tongue for such a wish. He was not born to shame. Juliet
o what a beast was I to chide at him! Juliet
shall I speak ill of him that is my husband…but wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? Juliet
all this is comfort. wherefore weep I then? Juliet
that banished, that one word banished hath slain ten thousand Tybalts Juliet
poor ropes you are beguiled, both you and I, for Romeo is exiled. he made you for a highway to my bed… Juliet
hie to your chamber. I’ll find romeo nurse
affliction is enamored of thy parts, and thou art wedded to calamity friar lawrence
I bring thee tidings of the Prince’s doom. friar lawrence
a gentler judgement vanished from his lips:not body’s death, but body’s banishment friar lawrence
be patient, for the world is broad and wide friar lawrence
thou cutt’st my head off with a golden axand smilest upon the stroke that murders me. romeo
o deadly sin! o rude unthankfulness! this is dear mercy and thou seest it not friar Lawrence
tis torture and not mercy. heaven is here where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog and little mouse romeo
thou fond mad med, hear me a little speak friar lawrence
thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel. romeo
there on the ground, with his own tears made drunk friar lawrence
o he is even in my mistress’ case nurse
art thou a man? Thy tears are womanish friar Lawrence
wilt thou slay thyself, and slay thy lady in thy life lives friar lawrence
thy dear love sworn but hollow perjurykilling thy love which thou hast vowed to cherish friar lawrence
there art thou happy. Tybalt would kill thee, but thou slowest Tybalt: there are thou happy friar
either be gone before the watch be set or by the break of day disguised from hence. sojourn in mantua. i’ll find out your man, and he shall signify from time to time every good hap to you that chances here friar
she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly capulet

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