Romeo and Juliet Key Quotes

“I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, or manage it to part these men with me. What, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the word As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee. Have at thee coward” Benvolio and Tybalt
“If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace” The Prince
“Alas that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine?–O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love. Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, O anything of nothing first create! Oh heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, 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” Romeo
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes; Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet. A choking gall, and a preserving sweet” Romeo
“Younger than she are happy mothers made” Paris
“But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart; My will to her consent is but a part. And, she agreed, within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair according voice” Capulet
“It is an honor that I dream nought of” Juliet
“I’ll look to like, if looking liking move. But no more deep will I endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength to make it fly” Juliet
“True, I talk of dreams, Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy” Mercutio
“I fear too early, for my mind misgives Some consequence yet hanging in the stars Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night’s revels, and expire the term Of a despised life closed in my breast By some vile forfeit of untimely death. But he that hath the steerage of my course Direct my sail. On, lusty gentlemen” Romeo
“Ah my mistresses, which of you all Will now deny to dance? She that makes dainty, She, I’ll swear, hath corns. Am I come near you now?- Welcome gentlemen. I have seen the day That I have worn a visor and could tell A whispering take in a fair lady’s ear. Such as would please. ‘Tis gone, ’tis gone, ’tis gone. You are welcome gentlemen. -Come, musicians, play. A hall, a hall, give room! – And foot it, girls. – More light, you knaves, and turn the tables up, And quench the fire; the room is grown too hot.- Ah, sirrah, this unlooked-for sport comes well.-Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet, For you and I are past our dancing days. How long is ‘t now since last yourself and I Were in a mask? By’r Lady, thirty years. What, man, ’tis not so much, ’tis not so much. ‘Tis since the nuptial of [Lucentio] Come pentecost as quickly as it will, Some five and twenty years, and then we masked. ‘Tis more, ’tis more. His son is elder, sir. His son is thirty. Will you tell me that? His son was but a ward two years ago” Capulet and his cousin
“What lady’s that which doth enrich the hand Of yonder knight? I know not sir. O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night As a rich jewel in Ethiop’s ear- Beauty too rich for use, for Earth too dear” 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 green, And none but fools do wear it. Cast it off. It is my lady. O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold. ‘Tis not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, [do] entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars As daylight doth a lamp; her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That 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
“Nor arm, nor face, O, be some other name Belonging to a man. What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet” Juliet
“What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, So stumblest on my counsel” Juliet
“If they do see thee, they will murder thee” Juliet
“I have no joy of this contract tonight. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden” Juliet
“My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep. The more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite” Juliet
“Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here! Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken? Young men’s love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes” Friar Lawrence
“Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast” Friar Lawrence
“Those violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in its own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately. Long live doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow” Friar Lawrence
“Come, come with me, and we will make short work, For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone Till Holy Church incorporate two in one” Friar Lawrence
“I do protest I never injured thee But love thee better than thou canst devise Till thou shalt know the reason of my love. And so, good Capulet, which name I tender As dearly as mine own, be satisfied” Romeo
“A church door, but ’tis enough. ‘Twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man” Mercutio
“Or I shall faint. A plague o’ both your houses! They have made worms’ meat of me. I have it, and soundly, too. Your houses” Mercutio
“O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead. That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds, Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. This day’s black fate on more days doth depend. This but begins the woe others must end” Romeo and Benvolio
“O, I am Fortune’s fool” Romeo
“O, I have bought the mansion of a love But not possessed it, and, though I am sold, Not yet enjoyed. So tedious is this day” Juliet
“Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say ‘death,’ For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death. Do not say ‘banishment'” Romeo
“Then, window, let day in, and let life out” Juliet
“O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb. Either my eyesight fails or thou lookest pale” Juliet
“How now, a conduit, girl? What, still in tears? Evermore show’ring? In one little body Thou counterfeits a bark, a sea, a wind. For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, Sailing in this salt flood; the winds thy sighs, Who, raging with thy tears and they with them, Without a sudden calm, will overset Thy tempest-tossèd body.—How now, wife” Capulet
“I think it best you married with the County. O, he’s a lovely gentleman! Romeo’s a dishclout to him. An eagle, madam” Nurse
“Come weep with me, past hope, past care, past help” Juliet
“O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, From off the battlements of any tower, Or walk in thievish ways, or bid me lurk Where serpents are. Chain me with roaring bears, Or hide me nightly in a charnel house, O’ercovered quite with dead men’s rattling bones, With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls. Or bid me go into a new-made grave” Juliet
“Take thou this vial, being then in bed, And this distilling liquor drink thou off” Friar Lawrence
“I pray thee leave me to myself tonight” Juliet
“I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins That almost freezes up the heat of life” Juliet
“Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, And in despite I’ll cram thee with more food” Romeo
“Thou art not conquered. Beauty’s ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death’s pale flag is not advancèd there” Romeo
“Yea, noise? Then I’ll be brief. O, happy dagger, This is thy sheath. There rust, and let me die” Juliet
“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 pardoned, and some punishèd. For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo” Prince

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