Final Exam Romeo and Juliet Quotes

“What, drawn and talk of peace? I hate the wordAs I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.” Tybalt
“You men, you beasts,That quench the fire of your pernicious rageWith purple fountains issuing from your vein” Prince Escalus
]”If ever you disturb our streets againYour lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.” Prince Escalus
“Younger than she are happy mothers made.” Paris
“She’s the hopeful lady of my earthBut woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart;My will to her consent is but a part” Lord Capulet
“Not mad, but bound more than a madman is,Shut up in prison, kept without my food,Whipped and tormented, and—” Romeo
“Compare her face with some that I shall show,And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.” Benvolio
“I dreamt a dream tonight” Romeo
“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 airAnd more inconstant than the wind, who woos…” Mercutio
“I fear too early, for my mind misgivesSome consequence yet hanging in the starsShall bitterly begin his fearful dateWith this night’s revels, and expire the termOf a despised life closed in my breastBy some vile forfeit of untimely death.But he that hath the steerage of my courseDirect my sail.” Romeo
“Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight,For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.” Romeo
“For saints have hands that pilgrims’ hands do touch,And palm to palm is holy palmers kids.” Juliet
“My only love sprung from my only hate!Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to meThat I must love a loathed enemy.” Juliet
“Come, he hath hid himself among these trees.To be consorted with the humorous night.” Benvolio
“Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet.” Romeo
“O, that I were a glove upon that hand,That I might touch that cheek!” Romeo
“What’s in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet.” Juliet
“If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark.” Mercutio
“I have no joy of this contract tonight.It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden.” Juliet
“And there she shall at Friar Lawrence’s cellBe shrived and married. Here is for thy pains” Romeo
“Young men’s love then liesNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes.” Friar Lawrence
“Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow.” Juliet
“Then hie you hence to Friar Lawrences’ cell.There stays a husband to make you a wife.” Nurse
“I pray thee good Mercutio, let’s retire.The day is hot, the Capels are abroad,And if we meet we shall not ‘scape a brawl.For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.” Benvolio
“O here comes my nurse,And she brings news, and every tongue that speaksBut Romeo’s name speaks heavenly eloquence.—” Juliet
“O serpent heart hid with a flow’ring face!Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical!Dove-feathered raven, wolvish -ravening lamb!Despised substance of divinest show!Just opposite to what thou justly seem’st,A damned saint, an honourable villain.” Juliet
“Hie to your chamber. I’ll find RomeoTo comfort you. I wot well where he is.Hark you, your Romeo will be here at night.I’ll to him. He is hid at Friar Lawrence’s cell.” Nurse
“Tis torture and not mercy. Heaven is hereWhere Juliet lives, and every cat and dogAnd little mouse, every unworthy thing,Live here in heaven and may look on her,But Romeo may not.” Romeo
“Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art.Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denoteThe unreasonable fury of a beast.Unseemly woman in a seeming man.” Friar Lawrence
“I met the youthful lord at Lawrence’s cellAnd gave him what become love I might.Not stepping o’er the bounds of modesty?” Juliet
“Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt’s death, And therefore have I little talked of love.” Paris
“You say you do not know the lady’s mind.” Friar Lawrence
“I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veinsThat almost freezes up the heat of life.” Juliet
“How doth my lady? Is my father well?How doth my Juliet? That I ask again,For nothing can be ill if she be well.” Romeo
“My poverty , but not my will, consents.” Apothecary
“Suspecting that we both were in a houseWhere the infectious pestilence did reign,Sealed up the doors and would not let us forth,” Friar John
“Now must I to the monument alone.Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake.She will beshrew me much that RomeoHath no notice of these accidents.But I will write again to Mantua,And keep her at my cell till Romeo come.Poor living corse, closed in a dead man’s tomb!” Friar Lawrence
“Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew” Paris
“Good gently youth, tempt not a desperate man.Fly hence and leave me. Think upon these gone.” Romeo
“I am the greatest, able to do the least,Yet most suspected, as the time and placeDoth make against me, of this direful murder.And here I stand, both to impeach and purgeMyself condemned and myself excused.” Friar Lawrence
“See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love” Prince Escalus
“But I can give thee more,For I will ray her statue in pure gold,” Lord Montague
“For never was a story of more woeThan this of Juliet and her Romeo.” Prince Escalus