Romeo and Juliet Line ID

“I hate the word [‘peace’],/ As I hate to hell all Montagues and thee….” Spoken by? To? Tybalt, Benvolio
“Alas that love so gentle in his view/ Should be so tyrannous and rough to proof.” Spoken by? Benvolio
“O heavy lightness, serious vanity,/Mis-shappen chaos of well-seeming forms,/ Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health./…This love fell I, that feel no love in this….” Name the speaker. Romeo
“…woo her gentle Paris, get her heart,/ My will to her consent, is but a part,” Spoken by? Lord Capulet
“Find them out whose names are written…I am sent to find those/ persons whose names are here writ, and never can find/ what names the writing person hath here writ. I must to/ the learned….” Spoken by? Servant Peter
“[Marriage] is an honor that I dream not of.” Spoken by? To? Juliet, Lady Capulet
“Younger than she [Juliet] are happy mothers made.” Name the speaker. County Paris
“Well think of marriage now, younger/ than you…Ladies of esteem,,/ Are made already mothers….” Spoken by? To? Lady Capulet, Juliet
“A man young Lady, Lady, such a man as all the / world. Why he’s a man of wax.” Spoken by? About? Juliet’s Nurse, County Paris
“At this same ancient feast of Capulet’s,/ Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so loves:/…compare her face with some that I shall show,/ And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.” Name the speaker. Benvolio
“If thy love be rough with you, be rough with love.” Spoken by? To? Mercutio, Romeo
“…I talk of dreams:/ Which are the children of an idle brain,/ Begot of nothing but vain fantasy…” Name the speaker. Mercutio
“…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 clos’d in my breast, By some vile forfeit of untimely death.” Who’s ominous words are these? Romeo
“…by the stock and honour of my kin,/ To stoke him [Romeo] dead, I hold it not a sin.” Name the speaker. Tybalt
“ say the truth, Verona brags of him,/ To be a virtuous and well-govern’d youth:/ I would not for the wealth of all this town,/ Here in my house do him disparagement./ Therefor be patient, take no note of him.” Spoken by? To? Lord Capulet, Tybalt
“So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,/ As yonder Lady o’er her fellows shows…/ Did my heart love till now, forswear it sight,/ For ne’er saw true beauty till this night.” Spoken by? About? Romeo, Juliet
“O dear account! my life is my foe’s debt.” Name the speaker. Romeo
“My only love sprung from my only hate,/ Too early seen, unknown, and known too late,/ Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.” Name the speaker. Juliet
“I will withdraw, but this intrusion [by Romeo] shall/ Now seeming sweet, convert to bitterest gall.” Name the speaker. Tybalt
“I tell you, he that can lay hold of her [Juliet]/ Shall have the chinks.” Spoken by? To? Juliet’s Nurse, Romeo
“You are a saucy boy/…This trick may chance to scathe you.” Spoken by? To? Lord Capulet, Tybalt
“Peace, peace Mercutio, peace! Thou talk’st of nothing.” Spoken by? To? Romeo, Mercutio
“And we mean well in going to this masque. But ’tis no wit to go.” Name the speaker. Romeo
“And I might live to see thee married once,/ I have my wish.” Whose wish is this? Juliet’s Nurse
“O calm dishonorable, wile sumbimmsion/ Alla stocatta caries it away./ Tybalt, you rat catcher, will you walk?” Mercutio
“No ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a / church door but ’tis enough, ’twill serve: ask for me tomorrow/, and you shall find me a grave man.” Mercutio
“He jests at scars that never felt a wound.” Romeo
“I have n interest in your hate’s proceeding:/ My blood [Mercutio] for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding./ But I’ll amerce you with so strong a fine,/ That you shall all repent this loss of mine.” Prince Escalus
“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
“There’s no trust,/ No faith, no honesty in men, all purger’d/ All forsworn , all naught, all dissemblers./ … Shame come to Romeo.” Juliet’s Nurse
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose/ By any other name would smell just as sweet.” Juliet
“Hie to your chamber, I’ll find Romeo/ To comfort you, I wot well where he is:/ Hark ye, Romeo will be here at night,/ I’ll to him, he is his in Lawrence’ cell.” Juliet’s Nurse
“For stony limits cannot hold love out,? And what love can do, that dares love attempt” Romeo
“Young men’s then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.” Friar Lawrence
“O blessed, blessed night! I am afeard/ Being in night, al this is but a dream,/ Too flattering sweet to be substantial.” Romeo
“Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow,/ That I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.” Juliet
“Two…opposed kings encamp them still/ In men as well in herbs–grace and rude will;/ And where the worser is predominant,/ Full soon the canker death eats up that plant.” Friar Lawrence
“O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face,/ Did ever a dragon keep so fair a cave?/ Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical,:/ Dove feather’d raven, wolfish-ravening lamb/ Despised substance of divinest show:/ Just opposite to what thou justly seem’st…” Juliet
“In one respect I’ll thy assistant be;/ For this alliance may so happy prove/ To turn your households’ rancor to pure love.” Friar Lawrence
“Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead!/ stabbed with a white wench’s black eye; shot through/ the ear with a love song; the very pin of his heart/ cleft with the blind bow boy’s butt-shaft; and is he a/ man to encounter Tybalt?” Mercutio
“O, tell me Friar, tell me/ In what vile part of this anatomy/ Doth my name lodge? Tell me that I may sack/ The hateful mansion.” Romeo
“Why, is this not better than groaning/ for love? Now art thou sociable, now art thou/ Romeo; now art though what thou art, by art as well as/ by nature.” Mercutio
“Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.” Romeo
“Love heralds should be thoughts,/ Which ten times faster glide than the sun’s beams…But old folks, many feign as they were dead–/ Unwieldy, slow, heavy, and pale as led.” Juliet
“So smile the heavens upon this holy act/ That after-hours with sorrow chide us not.” Friar Lawrence
“The sweetest honey/ Is loathsome in his own deliciousness/ And in the taste confounds the appetite./ Therefor love moderately; long love doth so:/ Too swift arrives as tardy too slow.” Friar Lawrence
“A pack of blessings light upon thy back,/ Happiness courts thee in her best array,/ But like a misbehav’d and sullen wench,/ Though put test up thy fortune and thy love:/ Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable.” Friar Lawrence
“Men’s eyes were made to look, and let them/ gaze. I will not budge for no man’s pleasure, I.” Mercutio
“Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch,/ I tell the what, get thee to a church a’ Thursday,/ Or never look me in the face.” Lord Capulet
“No, [the wound] ’tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a/ church door; but ’tis enough, ’twill serve. Ask for me/ tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I/ am peppered, I warrant, for this world.” Mercutio
“O, I am Fortune’s fool!” Romeo
“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,/… thou look’st pale.” Juliet
“I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;/ Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses./ Therefore use none.” Prince Escalus
“O, I have bought the mansion of love,/ But not possessed it; and though I am sold,/ Not yet enjoyed. So tedious in this day/ As is the night before some festival/ To an impatient child that hath new robes/ And may not wear them.” Juliet
“Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books;/ But love from love, towards school with heavy looks.” Romeo
“Then since the case so stand as now it doth,/ I think it best you married with the County,/ O he’s a lovely gentlemen:/ Romeo’s a dishclout to him….?” Juliet’s Nurse
“There is no world without Verona walls,/ But purgatory, torture, hell itself./ Hence banished is banisht from the world…Though cuttst my head off with a golden axe/ And smiliest upon the stroke that murders me.” Romeo
“…we can find time/ To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends,/ Beg pardon of the Prince, and call thee back/ With twenty hundred thousand times more joy/ Than thou wentst forth in lamentation.” Friar Lawrence
“I will make a desperate tender/ Of [Juliet’s] love. I think she will be ruled/ In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not.” Lord Capulet
“I must hear thee every day in the hour,? For in a minute there are many days./ O, by this count I shall be much in years/ Ere I again behold [you].” Juliet
“O thinkst thou we shall ever meet again?” Juliet
“I send to one in Mantua,/ Where that same banished runagate doth live,/ Shall give him such an accustomed dram;/ That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.” Lady Capulet
“Proud I can never be of what I hate,/ But thankful even for hate that is meant love.” Juliet
“I would the fool were married to her grave.” Lady Capulet
“Is there no pity sitting in the clouds/ That sees into the bottom of my grief/…Delay this marriage…Or if you do not, make the bridal bed/ In that dim monument where Tybalt lies.” Juliet
“If all else fails, myself have power to die.” Juliet
“Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford/ No better term than this: thou art a villain.” Tybalt
“Consort? What, dost thou make us minstrels?/ …Here’s my fiddlestick; here’s that shall make you dance. Zounds, consort!” Mercutio

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