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are treated as single work with 154 parts.
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Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Sampson |
16 |
Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.
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2 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Sampson |
47 |
My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee.
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3 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Sampson |
54 |
Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them;
which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it.
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4 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Sampson |
58 |
I do bite my thumb, sir.
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5 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Sampson |
63 |
No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I
bite my thumb, sir.
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6 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Gregory |
70 |
Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen.
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7 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Capulet |
93 |
What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!
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8 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Capulet |
95 |
My sword, I say! Old Montague is come,
And flourishes his blade in spite of me.
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9 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Benvolio |
127 |
Here were the servants of your adversary,
And yours, close fighting ere I did approach:
I drew to part them: in the instant came
The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared,
Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,
He swung about his head and cut the winds,
Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn:
While we were interchanging thrusts and blows,
Came more and more and fought on part and part,
Till the prince came, who parted either part.
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10 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Benvolio |
139 |
Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun
Peer'd forth the golden window of the east,
A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad;
Where, underneath the grove of sycamore
That westward rooteth from the city's side,
So early walking did I see your son:
Towards him I made, but he was ware of me
And stole into the covert of the wood:
I, measuring his affections by my own,
That most are busied when they're most alone,
Pursued my humour not pursuing his,
And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me.
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11 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Montague |
151 |
Many a morning hath he there been seen,
With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew.
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs;
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun
Should in the furthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora's bed,
Away from the light steals home my heavy son,
And private in his chamber pens himself,
Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out
And makes himself an artificial night:
Black and portentous must this humour prove,
Unless good counsel may the cause remove.
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12 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Benvolio |
163 |
My noble uncle, do you know the cause?
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13 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Romeo |
185 |
Ay me! sad hours seem long.
Was that my father that went hence so fast?
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14 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1] |
Romeo |
212 |
Why, such is love's transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Farewell, my coz.
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15 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Paris |
274 |
Of honourable reckoning are you both;
And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.
But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?
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16 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Capulet |
277 |
But saying o'er what I have said before:
My child is yet a stranger in the world;
She hath not seen the change of fourteen years,
Let two more summers wither in their pride,
Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
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17 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Capulet |
283 |
And too soon marr'd are those so early made.
The earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she,
She is the hopeful lady of my earth:
But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,
My will to her consent is but a part;
An she agree, within her scope of choice
Lies my consent and fair according voice.
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast,
Whereto I have invited many a guest,
Such as I love; and you, among the store,
One more, most welcome, makes my number more.
At my poor house look to behold this night
Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light:
Such comfort as do lusty young men feel
When well-apparell'd April on the heel
Of limping winter treads, even such delight
Among fresh female buds shall you this night
Inherit at my house; hear all, all see,
And like her most whose merit most shall be:
Which on more view, of many mine being one
May stand in number, though in reckoning none,
Come, go with me.
[To Servant, giving a paper]
Go, sirrah, trudge about
Through fair Verona; find those persons out
Whose names are written there, and to them say,
My house and welcome on their pleasure stay.
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18 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Romeo |
329 |
Not mad, but bound more than a mad-man is;
Shut up in prison, kept without my food,
Whipp'd and tormented and—God-den, good fellow.
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19 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Romeo |
333 |
Ay, mine own fortune in my misery.
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20 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Romeo |
338 |
Stay, fellow; I can read.
[Reads]
'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters;
County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady
widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely
nieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mine
uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair niece
Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin
Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair
assembly: whither should they come?
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