Capulet (1) | A bears him a portly gentleman. |
Capulet (2) | Am i the master here or you. |
Capulet (3) | You’ll make a mutiny amongst my guests. |
Capulet (4) | A saucy boy. A princox. |
Capulet (5) | Hang thee young baggage, disobedient wretch!/I tell thee what: get thee to church a’Thursday,/Or never after look me in the face. |
Capulet (6) | My fingers itch. |
Capulet (7) | We have a curse in having her. |
Capulet (8) | A wretched puling fool,/A whining mammet. |
Romeo (1) | Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say death. |
Romeo (2) | There is no would without Verona walls. |
Romeo (3) | Thou cut’st my head off with a golden axe. |
Romeo (4) | How hast the heart…/To mangle me with the word banished. |
Romeo (5) | Be not her maid, since she is envious;/Her vestal livery is but sick and green. |
Romeo (6) | O speak again bright angel. |
Romeo (7) | My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself…/Had i it written, i would tear the word. |
Romeo (8) | I should adventure for such merchandise. |
Juliet (1) | O swear not by the moon the inconstant,/That monthly changes in her circled orb. |
Juliet (2) | It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden. |
Juliet (3) | This bud of love, by summers ripening breath,/May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. |
Juliet (4) | My bounty is as boundless as the sea,/My love as deep; the more i give to thee/The more i have, for both are infinite. |
Juliet (5) | O serpent heart, hid with flow’ring face! |
Juliet (6) | O what a beast was i to chide at him! |
Friar Lawrence (1) | Art thou a man? |
Friar Lawrence (2) | They dear love sworn but hollow perjury./killing that love which thou has vowed to cherish; |
Friar Lawrence (3) | I already know thy grief,/It strains me past the compass of my wits. |
Friar Lawrence (4) | Thy eye’s windows fall,/Like Death when he she shuts up the day of life. |
Friar Lawrence (5) | If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear,/Abate thy valour. |
Romeo and Juliet Quote Bank
December 30, 2019