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A crutch, a crutch: why call you for a Sword?A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword?RJ I.i.76
Nurse wher's my daughter? call her forth to me.Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.RJ I.iii.1
This is the matter: Nurse giue leaue awhile,This is the matter – Nurse, give leave awhile.RJ I.iii.8
we must talke in secret. Nurse come backe againe,We must talk in secret. – Nurse, come back again.RJ I.iii.9
I haue remembred me, thou'se heare our counsell.I have remembered me, thou's hear our counsel.RJ I.iii.10
Thou knowest my daughter's of a prety age.Thou knowest my daughter's of a pretty age.RJ I.iii.11
Shee's not fourteene.She's not fourteen.RJ I.iii.13.1
A fortnight and odde dayes.A fortnight and odd days.RJ I.iii.16.2
Inough of this, I pray thee hold thy peace.Enough of this. I pray thee hold thy peace.RJ I.iii.50
Marry that marry is the very theameMarry, that ‘ marry ’ is the very themeRJ I.iii.64
I came to talke of, tell me daughter Iuliet,I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet,RJ I.iii.65
How stands your disposition to be Married?How stands your dispositions to be married?RJ I.iii.66
Well thinke of marriage now, yonger then youWell, think of marriage now. Younger than you,RJ I.iii.70
Heere in Verona, Ladies of esteeme,Here in Verona, ladies of esteemRJ I.iii.71
Are made already Mothers. By my countAre made already mothers. By my count,RJ I.iii.72
I was your Mother, much vpon these yearesI was your mother much upon these yearsRJ I.iii.73
That you are now a Maide, thus then in briefe:That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief:RJ I.iii.74
The valiant Paris seekes you for his loue.The valiant Paris seeks you for his love.RJ I.iii.75
Veronas Summer hath not such a flower.Verona's summer hath not such a flower.RJ I.iii.78
What say you, can you loue the Gentleman?What say you? Can you love the gentleman?RJ I.iii.80
This night you shall behold him at our Feast,This night you shall behold him at our feast.RJ I.iii.81
Read ore the volume of young Paris face,Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face,RJ I.iii.82
And find delight, writ there with Beauties pen:And find delight writ there with beauty's pen.RJ I.iii.83
Examine euery seuerall liniament,Examine every married lineament,RJ I.iii.84
And see how one another lends content:And see how one another lends content.RJ I.iii.85
And what obscur'd in this faire volume lies,And what obscured in this fair volume liesRJ I.iii.86
Find written in the Margent of his eyes.Find written in the margent of his eyes.RJ I.iii.87
This precious Booke of Loue, this vnbound Louer,This precious book of love, this unbound lover,RJ I.iii.88
To Beautifie him, onely lacks a Couer.To beautify him only lacks a cover.RJ I.iii.89
The fish liues in the Sea, and 'tis much prideThe fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much prideRJ I.iii.90
For faire without, the faire within to hide:For fair without the fair within to hide.RJ I.iii.91
That Booke in manies eyes doth share the glorie,That book in many's eyes doth share the glory,RJ I.iii.92
That in Gold claspes, Lockes in the Golden storie:That in gold clasps locks in the golden story.RJ I.iii.93
So shall you share all that he doth possesse,So shall you share all that he doth possess,RJ I.iii.94
By hauing him, making your selfe no lesse.By having him making yourself no less.RJ I.iii.95
Speake briefly, can you like of Paris loue?Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love?RJ I.iii.97
We follow thee, We follow thee.RJ I.iii.105.1
Iuliet, the Countie staies.Juliet, the County stays.RJ I.iii.105.2
Tybalt, my Cozin? O my Brothers Child,Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!RJ III.i.146
O Prince, O Cozin, Husband, O the blood is spildO Prince! O cousin! Husband! O, the blood is spilledRJ III.i.147
Of my deare kinsman. Prince as thou art true,Of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,RJ III.i.148
For bloud of ours, shed bloud of Mountague.For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.RJ III.i.149
O Cozin, Cozin.O cousin, cousin!RJ III.i.150
He is a kinsman to the Mountague,He is a kinsman to the Montague.RJ III.i.176
Affection makes him false, he speakes not true:Affection makes him false. He speaks not true.RJ III.i.177
Some twenty of them fought in this blacke strife,Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,RJ III.i.178
And all those twenty could but kill one life.And all those twenty could but kill one life.RJ III.i.179
I beg for Iustice, which thou Prince must giue:I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give.RJ III.i.180
Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not liue.Romeo slew Tybalt. Romeo must not live.RJ III.i.181
I will, and know her mind early to morrow,I will, and know her mind early tomorrow.RJ III.iv.10
To night, she is mewed vp to her heauinesse.Tonight she's mewed up to her heaviness.RJ III.iv.11
Ho Daughter, are you vp?Ho, daughter! Are you up?RJ III.v.64.2
Why how now Iuliet?Why, how now, Juliet?RJ III.v.68.1
Euermore weeping for your Cozins death?Evermore weeping for your cousin's death?RJ III.v.69
What wilt thou wash him from his graue with teares?What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?RJ III.v.70
And if thou could'st, thou could'st not make him liue:An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live.RJ III.v.71
Therefore haue done, some griefe shewes much of Loue,Therefore have done. Some grief shows much of love;RJ III.v.72
But much of griefe, shewes still some want of wit.But much of grief shows still some want of wit.RJ III.v.73
So shall you feele the losse, but not the FriendSo shall you feel the loss, but not the friendRJ III.v.75
Which you weepe for.Which you weep for.RJ III.v.76.1
Well Girle, thou weep'st not so much for his death,Well, girl, thou weepest not so much for his deathRJ III.v.78
As that the Villaine liues which slaughter'd him.As that the villain lives which slaughtered him.RJ III.v.79
That same Villaine Romeo.That same villain Romeo.RJ III.v.80.2
That is because the Traitor liues.That is because the traitor murderer lives.RJ III.v.84
We will haue vengeance for it, feare thou not.We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not.RJ III.v.87
Then weepe no more, Ile send to one in Mantua,Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,RJ III.v.88
Where that same banisht Run-agate doth liue,Where that same banished runagate doth live,RJ III.v.89
Shall giue him such an vnaccustom'd dram,Shall give him such an unaccustomed dramRJ III.v.90
That he shall soone keepe Tybalt company:That he shall soon keep Tybalt company.RJ III.v.91
And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied.And then I hope thou wilt be satisfied.RJ III.v.92
Find thou the meanes, and Ile find such a man.Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man.RJ III.v.103
But now Ile tell thee ioyfull tidings Gyrle.But now I'll tell thee joyful tidings, girl.RJ III.v.104
Well, well, thou hast a carefull Father Child?Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child:RJ III.v.107
One who to put thee from thy heauinesse,One who, to put thee from thy heaviness,RJ III.v.108
Hath sorted out a sudden day of ioy,Hath sorted out a sudden day of joyRJ III.v.109
That thou expects not, nor I lookt not for.That thou expects not nor I looked not for.RJ III.v.110
Marry my Child, early next Thursday morne,Marry, my child, early next Thursday mornRJ III.v.112
The gallant, young, and Noble Gentleman,The gallant, young, and noble gentleman,RJ III.v.113
The Countie Paris at Saint Peters Church,The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,RJ III.v.114
Shall happily make thee a ioyfull Bride.Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.RJ III.v.115
Here comes your Father, tell him so your selfe,Here comes your father. Tell him so yourself,RJ III.v.124
And see how he will take it at your hands.And see how he will take it at your hands.RJ III.v.125
I sir; / But she will none, she giues you thankes,Ay, sir. But she will none, she gives you thanks.RJ III.v.139
I would the foole were married to her graue.I would the fool were married to her grave!RJ III.v.140
Fie, fie, what are you mad?Fie, fie! What, are you mad?RJ III.v.157.2
You are too hot.You are too hot.RJ III.v.175.2
Talke not to me, for Ile not speake a word,Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word.RJ III.v.203
Do as thou wilt, for I haue done with thee. Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.RJ III.v.204
No not till Thursday, there's time inough.No, not till Thursday. There is time enough.RJ IV.ii.36
We shall be short in our prouision,We shall be short in our provision.RJ IV.ii.38
'Tis now neere night.'Tis now near night.RJ IV.ii.39.1
What are you busie ho? need you my help?What, are you busy, ho? Need you my help?RJ IV.iii.6
Goodnight.Good night.RJ IV.iii.12.2
Get thee to bed and rest, for thou hast need. Go thee to bed, and rest. For thou hast need.RJ IV.iii.13
Hold, / Take these keies, and fetch more spices Nurse.Hold, take these keys and fetch more spices, Nurse.RJ IV.iv.1
I you haue bin a Mouse-hunt in your time,Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time.RJ IV.iv.11
But I will watch you from such watching now.But I will watch you from such watching now.RJ IV.iv.12
What noise is heere? What noise is here?RJ IV.v.17.1
What is the matter?What is the matter?RJ IV.v.18.1
O me, O me, my Child, my onely life:O me, O me! My child, my only life!RJ IV.v.19
Reuiue, looke vp, or I will die with thee:Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!RJ IV.v.20
Helpe, helpe, call helpe.Help, help! Call help.RJ IV.v.21
Alacke the day, shee's dead, shee's dead, shee's dead.Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead!RJ IV.v.24
O wofull time.O woeful time!RJ IV.v.30.2
Accur'st, vnhappie, wretched hatefull day,Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day!RJ IV.v.43
Most miserable houre, that ere time sawMost miserable hour that e'er time sawRJ IV.v.44
In lasting labour of his Pilgrimage.In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!RJ IV.v.45
But one, poore one, one poore and louing Child,But one, poor one, one poor and loving child,RJ IV.v.46
But one thing to reioyce and solace in,But one thing to rejoice and solace in,RJ IV.v.47
And cruell death hath catcht it from my sight.And cruel death hath catched it from my sight.RJ IV.v.48
O the people in the streete crie Romeo.O the people in the street cry ‘ Romeo,’RJ V.iii.191
Some Iuliet, and some Paris, and all runneSome ‘ Juliet,’ and some ‘ Paris ’; and all runRJ V.iii.192
With open outcry toward out Monument.With open outcry toward our monument.RJ V.iii.193
O me, this sight of death, is as a BellO me! This sight of death is as a bellRJ V.iii.206
That warnes my old age to a Sepulcher.That warns my old age to a sepulchre.RJ V.iii.207

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