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Then have my lips the sin that they have took .
I never hurt you .
There's another .
Come , we'll have him in a dark room and bound .
Yea , " quoth my husband , "Fall'st upon thy face ?
You have to come with me .
Are you a man ?
There's something going on that's not what it seems .
Lie thou there .
I wish night would come , like a widow dressed in black , so I can learn how to submit to my husband and lose my virginity .
Answer me like men .
His dishonesty appears in leaving his friend here in necessity and denying him .
I hope you enjoy the same sweet peace and rest I feel in my heart .
Amen !
Still so cruel ?
Here comes the Duke now .
Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large .
It is an honor that I do not dream of .
Hang him , Jack !
I'm the man she wants .
What wouldst thou now ?
If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine , Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline .
I can not love him .
What I am and what I would are as secret as maidenhead .
I wish I had not lived long enough to see him die .
Away before me to sweet beds of flowers .
M" , why , that's the first letter in my name .
Good morrow , Father .
Pronounce this sentence then : Women may fall when there's no strength in men .
And we mean well in going to this mask , But 'tis no wit to go .
Your houses !
Why are you bothering this poor man !
Good thou , save me a piece of marchpane , and , as thou loves me , let the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. , Antony and Potpan !
Ay , mine own fortune in my misery .
Romeo !
There lies that Tybalt .
I enjoyed a sweeter rest than sleep .
Now I'll tell you without asking .
Fair lady , do you think you have fools in hand ?
An I do not , Come , let's see the event .
Good fool , as ever thou wilt deserve well at my hand , help me to a candle , and pen , ink , and paper .
If thou darest tempt me further , draw thy sword .
Thy Fates open their hands .
Goodbye .
Please grant my prayer so my faith doesn't turn to despair .
None can be called deformed but the unkind .
Mercutio , you hang out with Romeo .
By my troth , the fool has an excellent breast .
How are you , sir ?
Oh please , go somewhere else to blab your nonsense .
Nay , I prithee , put on this gown and this beard .
Come on , let's put him in a dark room and tie him up .
Not me , believe me .
I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore .
Tybalt is lying over there .
No , it's not as deep as a well , or as wide as a church door , but it's enough .
It looks to me like it's burning in the Capulet tomb .
This is the air , that's the glorious sun .
My master's .
I'm not a paid messenger , my lady .
With another , for tying his new shoes with old ribbon ?
I'd write sad songs about unrequited love and sing them loudly in the middle of the night .
There were twenty Montagues fighting in this awful riot , and together those twenty could only kill one man .
Alright , I will .
I'm not a fighter .
Your love will use it to climb up to your window while it's dark .
I don't know , madam .
Flies are like free men , but I have been banished .
These are news indeed !
How could I honorably give him what I've already given you ?
Things have fall'n out , sir , so unluckily , That we have had no time to move our daughter .
Look , sir , here comes the lady toward my cell .
Comfort me .
O serpent heart hid with a flowering face !
Nay , I'll ne'er believe a madman till I see his brains .
Malvolio's coming down the path .
What , are you busy ?
Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts , but in their eyes .
Next time God sends out a shipment of hair , I hope he gives you a beard !
Everybody knows I'm a nice piece of flesh .
He left behind myself and my twin sister , who was born in the same hour as me .
Come , vial .
But he'd been there before me , and they told me he'd gone out looking for me .
Madam !
Romeo has been banished." That news brings infinite death .
I know not , sir .
Look out for him in the corner of the orchard as if you were a sheriff's deputy .
Right glad I am he was not at this fray .
Some are born great , "
Leave him alone .
I will die and leave Death everything .
I sink under the heavy weight of love .
Hence will I to my ghostly friar's close cell , His help to crave and my dear hap to tell .
You shall find me apt enough to that , sir , an you will give me occasion .
For himself to ruin , " he says .
Talk not to me , for I'll not speak a word .
His love is blind , so it belongs in the dark .
May God choose you to receive his grace .
Be loud and obnoxious .
If that means I don't care about anything , you should disappear right now , since you're nothing .