Romeo and Juliet Important Quotes

“Three civil braw;s bred of an airy word by thee, Old Capulet, and Montague, have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets.” The Prince
“My will to her consent is but a part. And, she agreed, within her scope of choice lies my consent and fair according voice.” Lord Capulet
“O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes in shape no bigger than an agate stone on the forefinger of an alderman.” Mercutio
“O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night as a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear– Beauty too rich for us, for Earth too dear. So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows as yonder lady o’er her fellows shows. The measure done, I’ll watch hew place of stand and, touching her, make blessed my rude hand. Did my heart love till now? Forswar it, sight, for I ne’er saw try beauty till this night.” 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:Be not her maid, since she is envious;Her vestal livery is but sick and greenAnd none but fools do wear it; cast it off.It is my lady, O, it is my love!O, that she knew she were!” Romeo
“Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke, but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say, “Ay,”And I will take thy word; yet, if thou swear’st,Thou mayest prove false: at lovers’ perjuriesThey say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully;Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won,I’ll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay,So thou wilt woo, but else not for the world.In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond,And therefore thou mayest think my behavior light,But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove more trueThan those that have more coying to be strange.I should have been more strange, I must confess,But that thou overheardst, ere I was ware,My true-love passion; therefore pardon me,And not impute this yielding to light love,Which the dark night hath so discovered.” Juliet
“The gray-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, checkering the eastern clouds with streaks of light, and flecked darkness like a drunkard reels from the forth day’s path and Titan’s fiery wheels. Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye.” Friar Lawrence
“Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no better term that this: thou art a villain.” Tybalt
“A plague on both their houses.” Mercutio
“Of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true, for blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin!” Lady Capulet
“For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead: There art thou happy. Tybalt would kill thee, but thou slowest Tybalt: there art thou happy. The law that threatened death becomes thy friend and turns it to exile: there art thou happy.” Friar Lawrence
“Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to church o’ Thursday, or never after look me in the face. Speak not; reply not; do not answer me.” Lord Capulet
“Take thou this vial, being then in bed, and this distilling liquor drink thou off; When presently through all thy veins shall run a cold and drowsy humor; for no pulse shall keep his native progress, but surcease. No warmth, no breath shall testify thou livest. The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade to play ashes, thy eyes’ windows fall like death when he shuts up the day of life.” Friar Lawrence
“Alack, alack, is it not like that I, so early waking, what with loathsome smells, and shrieks like mandrakes torn out of the earth, that living mortals, hearing them, run mad–O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught, environed with all these hideous fears, and madly play with my forefather’s joints, and pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud, and, in this rage, with some great kinsman’s bone, as with a club, dash out my desp’rate brains? O look, methinks I see my cousin’s ghost seeking out Romeo that did spit his body upon a rapier’s point! Stay, Tybalt, stay! Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here’s drink! I drink to thee.” Juliet
“Is it e’en so?– Then I deny you, stars!– Thou knowest my lodging. Get me ink and paper, and hire post-horses. I will hence tonight. Romeo
“Will I set up my everlasting rest and shake the yoke of inauspicious stars from this world-wearied flesh! Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. And, lips, O, you the doors of breath, seal with righteous kiss a dateless bargain to engrossing death.” Romeo
A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things: Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo. Prince

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