Speeches (Lines) for Friar Laurence
in "Romeo and Juliet"
Total: 55

1

II,3,1059

The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night,
Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light,...

2

II,3,1091

Benedicite!
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?...

3

II,3,1104

God pardon sin! wast thou with Rosaline?

4

II,3,1107

That's my good son: but where hast thou been, then?

5

II,3,1115

Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift;
Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift.

6

II,3,1125

Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!
Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,...

7

II,3,1142

For doting, not for loving, pupil mine.

8

II,3,1144

Not in a grave,
To lay one in, another out to have.

9

II,3,1149

O, she knew well
Thy love did read by rote and could not spell....

10

II,3,1156

Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.

11

II,6,1459

So smile the heavens upon this holy act,
That after hours with sorrow chide us not!

12

II,6,1467

These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,...

13

II,6,1481

Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.

14

II,6,1494

Come, come with me, and we will make short work;
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone...

15

III,3,1870

Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man:
Affliction is enamour'd of thy parts,...

16

III,3,1877

Too familiar
Is my dear son with such sour company:...

17

III,3,1881

A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips,
Not body's death, but body's banishment.

18

III,3,1886

Hence from Verona art thou banished:
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.

19

III,3,1895

O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!
Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince,...

20

III,3,1923

Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word.

21

III,3,1925

I'll give thee armour to keep off that word:
Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy,...

22

III,3,1932

O, then I see that madmen have no ears.

23

III,3,1934

Let me dispute with thee of thy estate.

24

III,3,1943

Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself.

25

III,3,1947

Hark, how they knock! Who's there? Romeo, arise;
Thou wilt be taken. Stay awhile! Stand up;...

26

III,3,1957

Welcome, then.

27

III,3,1961

There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk.

28

III,3,1989

Hold thy desperate hand:
Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art:...

29

III,3,2048

Go hence; good night; and here stands all your state:
Either be gone before the watch be set,...

30

IV,1,2364

On Thursday, sir? the time is very short.

31

IV,1,2367

You say you do not know the lady's mind:
Uneven is the course, I like it not.

32

IV,1,2379

[Aside] I would I knew not why it should be slow'd.
Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell.

33

IV,1,2386

That's a certain text.

34

IV,1,2404

My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.
My lord, we must entreat the time alone.

35

IV,1,2412

Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief;
It strains me past the compass of my wits:...

36

IV,1,2434

Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution....

37

IV,1,2455

Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent
To marry Paris: Wednesday is to-morrow:...

38

IV,1,2488

Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous
In this resolve: I'll send a friar with speed...

39

IV,5,2692

Come, is the bride ready to go to church?

40

IV,5,2724

Peace, ho, for shame! confusion's cure lives not
In these confusions. Heaven and yourself...

41

IV,5,2750

Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with him;
And go, Sir Paris; every one prepare...

42

V,2,2902

This same should be the voice of Friar John.
Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo?...

43

V,2,2913

Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo?

44

V,2,2917

Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood,
The letter was not nice but full of charge...

45

V,2,2925

Now must I to the monument alone;
Within three hours will fair Juliet wake:...

46

V,3,3072

Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night
Have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there?

47

V,3,3075

Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend,
What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light...

48

V,3,3081

Who is it?

49

V,3,3083

How long hath he been there?

50

V,3,3085

Go with me to the vault.

51

V,3,3090

Stay, then; I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me:
O, much I fear some ill unlucky thing.

52

V,3,3095

Romeo!
[Advances]...

53

V,3,3111

I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest
Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep:...

54

V,3,3198

I am the greatest, able to do least,
Yet most suspected, as the time and place...

55

V,3,3204

I will be brief, for my short date of breath
Is not so long as is a tedious tale....