Quotes—Romeo and Juliet—page 1 Name:_______________________
Period:____ A. Who is the speaker?
B. What is the context for the quote? (Who is there and why? What is going on in the action? What just happened or is about to happen?
C. What does the speaker mean? What is he/she saying—in plain English?
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word
By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,
Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets . . . If ever you disturb our streets again,
Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
But saying o'er what I have said before: My child is yet a stranger in the world, She hath not seen the change of fourteen years; Let two more summers wither in their pride Ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
Younger than she are happy mothers made.
At this same ancient feast of Capulet's Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, With all the admired beauties of Verona. Go thither, and with unattainted eye
Compare her face with some that I shall show, And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.
. . . Tell me, daughter Juliet,
How stands your disposition to be married?
It is an honor that I dream not of.
Well, think of marriage now. Younger
Here in Verona, ladies of esteem,
Are made already mothers. By my count, I was your mother much upon these years That you are now a maid. . . .
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. . . Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face, And find delight writ there with beauty's pen' Examine every several lineament,
And see how one another lends content; And what obscured in this fair volume lies Find written in the margin of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover. . . .
Give me a torch. I am not for this ambling; Being but heavy, I will bear the light.
Not I, believe me. You have dancing shoes With nimble soles; I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move.
If love be rough with you, be rough with love. . . .
I fear, too early; for my mind misgives Some consequence, yet hanging in the stars, Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night's revels and expire the term Of a despised life, closed in my breast, By some vile forfeit of untimely death. But he that hath the steerage of my course Direct my sail! On, lusty gentlemen!
This, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What, dares the slave Come hither, covered with an antic face, To fleer and scorn at our solemnity?
Now, by the stock and honor of my kin, To strike him dead I hold it not a sin.
My only love, sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathed enemy.
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I'll tell thee ere thou ask it me again. I have been feasting with mine enemy, Where on a sudden one hath wounded me That's by me wounded. Both our remedies Within thy help and holy physic lies.
Bid her devise
Some means to come to shrift this afternoon; And there she shall at Friar Laurence's cell Be shrived and married.
Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours; yet she is not come. Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion as a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love, And his to me.
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately: long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire. The day is hot, the Capulets abroad,
And if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl, For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.
We talk here in the public haunt of men. Either withdraw unto some private place And reason coldly of your grievances, Or else depart. Here all eyes gaze on us.
I do protest I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou canst devise Till thou shalt know the reason of my love;
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And so, good Capulet, which name I tender As dearly as mine own, be satisfied.
O calm, dishonorable, vile submission!
No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man.
A plague o' both your houses!
This gentleman, the Prince's near ally, My very friend, hath got this mortal hurt On my behalf--my reputation stained
With Tybalt's slander--Tybalt, that an hour Hath been my kinsman, O sweet Juliet,
Thy beauty hath made me effeminate
And in my temper softened valor's steel!
. . . And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now! Now, Tybalt, take the "villain" back again That late thou gavest me, for Mercutio's soul Is but a little way above our heads,
Staying for thine to keep him company. Either thou or I, or both, must go with him.
O serpent heart, hid with a flow'ing face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?
O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness!
Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind Prince, Taking thy part, hath rushed aside the law, And turned that black word death to banishment. This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not.
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Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender Of my child's love. I think she will be ruled In all respects by me; nay more, I doubt it not. . . .
Indeed I never shall be satisfied
With Romeo till I behold him--dead--
Is my poor heart so for a kinsman vexed. . . .
Look to't, think on 't; I do not use to jest. Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise: An you be mine, I'll give you to my friend; An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets, For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.
Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Go in; and tell my lady I am gone,
Having displeased my father, to Laurence's cell, To make confession and to be absolved.
Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. I'll to the friar to know his remedy.
If all else fail, myself have power to die.
Hold, daughter, I do spy a kind of hope, Which craves as desperate an execution
As that is desperate which we would prevent. . . . And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy.
. . . I have learnt me to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition
To you and your behest, and am enjoined By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here To beg your pardon. . . .
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Period:____ My poverty but not my will consents.
Unhappy fortune! By my brotherhood,
The letter was not nice, but full of charge, Of dear import, and the neglecting it
May do much danger. . . .
. . . Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Thou are not conquered. Beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
What's here? A cup, closed in my true love's hand? 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 them To make me die with a restorative.
. . . Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardoned, and some punished; For never was a story of more woe
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.