Romeo and Juliet Quotes

Tybalt (8) Peace? I hate the word, as I hate hell, all montagues and theeKing of catsRat- CatcherHonest gentleman Best friend I hadBy the stock and honour of my kinTo strike him dead I hold it not a sinGood capulet
Juliet (14) Bright angelThe sweetest flower of all the fieldJuliet is the SunLike a rich Jewel The brightness of her cheek would shame those starsNot fourteen Two of the fairest stars in all heavenWinged messenger of heaven My only love sprung from my only hateMethinks I see thee… dead, in the bottom of a tombDisobedient wretch! + young baggageI needs must act alone Swear not by the moonWhat other satisfaction can’st tho have tonight?
Romeo (17) Now art thou sociable, now art thou RomeoYoung son + you are a loverA virtuous and well governed youth My true love’sI have a soul of leadUnder love’s heavy burden do I sinkIs love a tender thing? It is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous and it pricks like thorn”O, I am fortune’s fool Some consequence yet hanging in the starsShake the yoke’s of inauspicious stars Thy tears are womanishArt thou a man?Thou wretched boy!Oh calm, dishonourable, vile submissionA damned saint, an honourable villainBeautiful tyrant, fiend AngelicalFire-ey’d fury be my conduct now!
Lady Capulet (5) Call her forth to meNurse, come backI have done with theeHere in Verona, ladies of esteem are made already MothersWe will have vengeance for it
Capulet (7) Disobedient wretch!Hold your tongue!Am I the master here, or you? Go to!Within her scope of choice O brother montagne, give me thy hand Poor sacrifices of our Enmity Thou villain! Capulet
Friar (8) Holy manIn thy wisdomWisely and slow, they stumble that run fastI darest no longer staySo soon forsaken?Rancour to pure loveThese violent delights have violent ends
Mercutio (10) Brave Mercutio is dead!That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,/Which too untimely here did scorn the earth Tybalt you rat-catcher, will you walk?Peace, peace Mercutio peace! Thou talk’st of nothing Grave manYou have dancing shoes with nimble soles vs Romeo’s “soul of lead”Quivering thighA plague o’ both your houses If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for pricking and you bring love downO calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
Prince (8) Enemies to peaceThrow your mistempered weapons to the groundCanker’d with peace to part your canker’d hateYour lives shall pay the forfeit of the peaceFor never as there a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her RomeoSee what a scourge is laid upon your hateBred of an airy word “Winking” at their “discords”
Lord Montague Old Montague is comeI will raise her a statue in pure goldCould we but learn from where his sorrows growThere shall no figure at such rate be set. As that of true and faithful Juliet
Lady Montague (2) Thou shall not stir one foot to seek a foe My son’s exile hath stopp’d her breath
Paris Valiant Paris Stuffed with honourable partsOf honourable reckoning are you both These times of woe afford no time to woo
Nurse (7) foil to Juliet Ancient ladyCall her forth to me!Nurse, give. Nurse, comeback”Jule” and “lamb” and “pretty fool”Seek happy nights to happy days Women grow by menAncient damnation! O most wicked fiend!
Benvolio (4) I do but keep the peace, put up thy sword!What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?If we meet, we shall not scape a brawlMad blood stirring
Death (7) Death-mark’d loveDeaths pale flag has not advanced theeDeath, that hath suck’d the honey of thy breathCome death and welcomeMy grave is like to be my wedding bedDeath Is my son in lawA pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life
Love (20) Bright angelLike a rich jewel”Holy shrine” “my lips, two blushing pilgrims”Give me my sin againGive me my RomeoMy bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deepJuliet is the sunI’ll no longer be a capuletWith love’s light wings did I o’er perch these walls (contrasts “heavy burden”)If they do see thee, they will murder thee”Light love” “dark night”Parting is such sweet sorrowWilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?O brawling love, o loving hate “Heavy lightness” “bright smoke” “cold fire””More light and light it grows” “more dark and dark our woes”It was the nightingale and not the larkO brother Montague, give me thy handSo soon forsaken!Out of her favour where I am in love
Women (9) Weaker vesselsEver thrust to the wallRipe to be a brideHold your tongueThy tears are womanish Women grow by menQuivering thighRich in beautySeek happy nights to happy days
Honour (7) Art thou a man?My reputation stainedBy the stock and honour of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sinDraw, if you be menBred of an airy wordA disgrace to them if they bear itThy noble shale is but a form of wax
Hate/Conflict (7) Peace? I hate the word, as I hate hell, all montagues and thee My only love spring from my only hateO brawling love, o loving hateTo strike him dead I hold it not a sinThrow your mistempered weapons to the ground Mad blood stirring See what a scourge is laid upon your hate
Fate (9) Death-mark’d loveO, I am fortune’s foolShake the yolks of inauspicious starsWisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.My life were better ended by their hateCome death and welcomeMethinks I see thee… dead in the bottom of a tombStar cross’d lovers Some consequences yet hanging in the stars

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