| Chorus (Act I) | SPEAKER: “Two households, both alike in dignity,/ In fair Verona, where we lay our scene.” (Act I) |
| Tybalt (Act I) | SPEAKER: “What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?/ Turn thee, Bevolio; look upon thy death.” (Act I) |
| Benvolio (Act I) | SPEAKER: “I do but keep the peace. Put up they sword,/ Or manage it to part these men with me.” (Act I) |
| Tybalt (Act I) | SPEAKER: “What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word/ As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee. Have at thee, coward!” (Act I) |
| Prince Escalus (Act I) | SPEAKER: “Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word/ By thee, Old Capulet, and Montague,/ Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets” |
| Rosaline (Act 1) | PERSON DESCRIBED: “Well, in that hit you miss. She’ll not be hit/ With Cupid’s arrow. She hat Dian’s wit,/ And, in strong proof of chastity well armed,/ From Love’s weak childish bow she lives uncharmed.” (Act I) |
| Old Capulet (Act I) | SPEAKER: “Earth hath swallowed 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.” (Act I) |
| Servant (Act I) | SPEAKER: “Find them out whose names are written here? It is written that the shoemaker should meddle with his yard and the tailor with his last, the fisher with his pencil and the painter with his nets; but I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ, and can never find what names the writing person here writ. I must to the learned. In good time!” (Act I) |
| Nurse (Act I) | SPEAKER: “Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace!/ Thou wast the prettiest babe that e’er I nursed./ And I might live to see thee married once,/ I have my wish.” (Act I) |
| Lady Capulet (Act I) | SPEAKER: “What say you? Can you love the gentleman?/ This night you shall behold him at our feast/…So shall you share all that he doth possess,/ By having him, making yourself no less.” (Act I) |
| Mercutio (Act II) | SPEAKER: “O, then I see Queen Mab hath been with you./ She is the fairies’ midwife, and she comes/ In shape no bigger than an agate stone/ On the forefinger of an alderman” (Act I) |
| Friar (Act II) | Speaker: “Holy Saint Francis! What a change is here!Is Rosaline, that thou dids love so dear, So soon forsaken? Young men’s love then liesNot truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. |
| Romeo (Act II) | Speaker: But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the East, and Juliet is the sun!Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,Who is already sick and pale with grief That though her maid art far more fair than she. (Act II) |
| Mercutio (Act III) | SPEAKER: A plague a’ both your houses! I am sped,Is he gone and hath nothing? (Act III) |
| Old Capulet (Act III) | Speaker: “Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tenderOf my child’s love. I think she will be ruledIn all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not.” (Act III) |
| Lady Capulet (Act III) | Speaker: “…fear it not. Then weep no more. I’ll send to one in Mantua,Where that same banished runagate doth live,Shall give him such an unaccustomed dramThat he shall soon keep Tybalt company;” (Act III) |
| Paris (Act IV) | Speaker: “God shield I should disturb devotion!Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye.Till then, adieu, and keep this holy kiss.” (Act IV) |
| Friar (Act IV) | Speaker: “Hold, then. Go home, be merry, give consent To marry Paris. Wednesday is tomorrow.Tomorrow night look that thou lie alone…Take thou this vial…No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest.” (Act IV) |
| Benvolio (Act III) | Speaker: We talk here in the public haunt of men.Either withdraw unto some private place,Or reason coldy of your differences,Or else depart. Here all eyes gaze on us. (Act III) |
| Apothecary (Act V) | Speaker: Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua’s lawIs death to any he that utters them…My poverty but not my will consents. (Act V) |
| Friar John (Act V) | Speaker: Suspecting that we both were in a houseWhere the infectionus pestilence did reign,Sealed up the doors, and would not let us forth,So that my speed to Mantua there was stayed. (Act V) |
| Paris (Act V) | Speaker: This is that banished haughty MontagueThat murd’red my love’s cousin–with which griefIt is supposed the fair creature died–And here is come to do some villainous shameTo the dead bodies. I will apprehend him. (Act V) |
| Juliet (Act V) | Speaker: Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end. O churl! Drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? I will kiss thy lips.Haply some poison yet doth hang on themTo make me die with a restorative. (Act V) |
| Montague (Act V) | Speaker: Alas, my liege, my wife is dead tonight!Grief of my son’s exile hath stopped her breath.What further woe conspires against mine age? (Act V) |
| Prince (Act V) | Where be these enemies? Capulet, Montague,See what a scourge is laid upon your hate,That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love,And I, for winking at your discords too,Have lost a brace of kinsmen. All are punished. (Act V) |
| Juliet (Act III) | Speaker: Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds,Towards Phoebus’ lodging! Such a wagonerAs Phaethon would whip you to the westAnd bring in cloudy night immediately. (Act III) |
| Prince (Act III) | Speaker: And for that offenseImmediately do we exile him hence.I have an interest in your hate’s proceeding,My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;But I’ll amerce you with so strong a fineThat you shall all repent the loss of mine. (Act III) |
Who SPOKE the line in Romeo and Juliet?
November 28, 2019