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Romeo and Juliet
Romeo Montague
Romeo Montague
“I have lost myself. I am not here. This is not Romeo. He is some other where.”
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes; Being vex’d a sea nourish’d with lovers’ tears.”
“Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! 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.”
“Is love a tender thing? It is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.”
“Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.”
“O she doth teach the torches to burn bright. It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night as a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear.”
“But soft, what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.”
“Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage To such a greeting. Villain am I none. Therefore, farewell. I see thou know’st me not.”
“Oh, I am fortune’s fool!”
“Ha, banishment! Be merciful, say “death,” For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death. There is no world without Verona walls But purgatory, torture, hell itself.”
“Death hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.”
“O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.”
Juliet Capulet
Juliet Capulet
“My only love sprung from my only hate too early seen unknown, and known too late!”
“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.”
“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet.”
“O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.”
“Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.”
“Give me my Romeo, and, when I shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night, and pay no worship to the garish sun.”
“Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, as are dead in the bottom of the tomb”
“O serpent heart hid with a flowering face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical! Dove-feathered raven, wolvish-ravening lamb!”
“Methinks I see thee now, thou art so low, as one dead in the bottom of a tomb.”
“O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, / From off the battlements of any tower [...] And I will do it without fear or doubt, / To live an unstain’d wife to my sweet love.”
“Romeo, Romeo, Romeo! Here’s drink – I drink to thee!”
“O happy dagger, this is thy sheath: there rust, and let me die.”
Lord and Lady Montague
Lord and Lady Montague
“With tears augmenting the fresh morning’s dew, Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.”
“In his chambers pens himself... locks fair daylight out…”
“Not Romeo, Prince, he was Mercutio's friend; His fault concludes but what the law should end.”
“There shall no figure at such rate be set / As that of true and faithful Juliet.”
“As rich shall Romeo’s by his lady’s lie - poor sacrifices of our enmity!”
Lord and Lady Capulet
Lord and Lady Capulet
“My child is yet a stranger in the world. She hath not seen the change of fourteen years.”
“But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart. My will to her consent is but a part.”
“I was your mother much upon these years That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief: The valiant Paris seeks you for his love…”
“Content thee, gentle coz. Let him alone. He bears him like a portly gentleman, And, to say truth, Verona brags of him To be a virtuous and well-governed youth.”
“Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to church o'Thursday, or never after look me in the face.”
“Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir; My daughter he hath wedded; I will die, and leave him all; life, living, all is Death’s.”
Mercutio
Mercutio
“If love be rough with you, be rough with love. Prick love for
pricking, and you beat love down.—”
“True, I talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain, begot of nothing but vain fantasy, which is as thin of substance as the air and more inconstant than the wind, who woos…”
“If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.”
“Alas poor Romeo! He is already dead… 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?”
“O calm dishonourable, vile submission! Tybalt, you ratcatcher, will you walk?”
“A plague o’ both your houses!”
Tybalt
Tybalt
“This, by his voice, should be a Montague.— Fetch me my rapier, boy.”
“It fits when such a villain is a guest. I’ll not endure him.”
“I will withdraw, but this intrusion shall Now seeming sweet, convert to bitterest gall.”
“Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this: thou art a villain.”
“What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee; Have at thee, coward!”
Friar Lawrence
Friar Lawrence
“Women may fall when there’s no strength in men.”
“Young men’s love, then, lies / Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes”
“Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.”
“These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder”
“You shall not stay alone / Till holy church incorporates two in one”
“For this alliance may so happy prove, to turn your households’ rancour to pure love.”
“O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!”
“Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art. Thy tears are womanish.”
“O, in this love, you love your child so ill / That you run mad, seeing that she is well.”
“She’s not well married that lives married long, / But she’s best married that dies married young.”
Nurse
Nurse
“What lamb? What Ladybird! God forbid, where’s this girl? What Juliet?”
“Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour.”
“He is not the flower of courtesy, but I’ll warrant him as gentle as a lamb.”
“Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering. Stand up, stand up. Stand, an you be a man. For Juliet’s sake, for her sake, rise and stand.”
“I think it best you married with the county. Oh, he’s a lovely gentleman. Romeo’s a dishclout to him. An eagle…”
“Mistress! What, mistress! Juliet! [...] Why, lamb! Why, lady! [...] Why, love, I say! Madam! Sweetheart! Why, bride!”
Benvolio
Benvolio
“Part, fools! Put up your swords. You know not what you do!”
"I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword or manage it to part these men with me."
“It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours?”
“By giving liberty unto thine eyes; Examine other beauties.”
“The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, And, if we meet, we shall not escape a brawl; For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.”
“An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter.”
Paris
Paris
“Younger than she are happy mothers made.”
“Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears.”
“Have I thought long to see this morning's face, And doth it give me such a sight as this?”
“Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,— O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones…”
“Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain! Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd...”
Prince Escalus
Prince Escalus
"Rebellious subjects…"
"Enemies to peace…"
“If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.”
“Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.”
“Capulet, Montague! See what a scourge is laid upon your hate…All are punished.”
“For never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”
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