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She's talking , but she's not saying anything . |
That's very soon . |
Let's get away , Tybalt . |
I'll stay a month longer . |
Be fickle , fortune , For then , I hope , thou wilt not keep him long , But send him back . |
I assure you , my man is as true as steel . |
I will die , And leave him all . |
Listen , because Tybalt was just killed , people might think that we don't care about his memory as our relative if we have too grand a party . |
What is this ? |
Good heart , at what ? |
Will you tell me that ? |
Therefore , the fact that you're awake this early tells me you've been upset with some anxiety . |
The gentleman insists on fighting a round with you , for the sake of his honor . |
What's this ? |
I hear thou must , and nothing may prorogue it , On Thursday next be married to this county . |
There's no point in looking for him if he doesn't want to be found . |
Yes , madam , he lies beyond my reach . |
Why , he has an income of three thousand ducats a year . |
After you cast your magic spell on me last time , I sent you a ring . |
My generosity to you is as limitless as the sea , and my love is as deep . |
And when she does , he'll imagine she's flirting with him . |
I told him you were sick . |
I'll be with thee straight . |
She is not worth thee , then . |
I will bite thee by the ear for that jest . |
Hast thou met with him ? |
Good night , good night . |
Romeo's a dishcloth compared to him . |
I'll give 't him . |
Are you trying to start a fight ? |
Is he man enough at this point to face off with Tybalt ? |
And how doth she ? |
What should I swear by ? |
Have not saints lips , and holy palmers too ? |
A greater power than we can fight has ruined our plan . |
To prison , eyes , ne'er look on liberty . |
I tell thee true . |
Tis too late to go to bed now . |
Go . |
Your lord knows what I think . |
Death's the end of all . |
Talkest thou nothing but of ladies ? |
Who greets me so early in the morning ? |
What is this blood that stains the stony entrance of this tomb ? |
I will , and know her mind early tomorrow . |
He shall enlarge him . |
Ay , forsooth . |
All this is comforting news . |
I will show myself a tyrant . |
An you love me , let's do 't . |
Come thy ways , Signior Fabian . |
And where the worser is predominant , Full soon the canker death eats up that plant . |
She's a lot like you . |
Why , bride ! |
How now , Malvolio ! |
When only one or two men have all the good manners , and even they are dirty , things are bad . |
Well , go thy way . |
She did compliment me on my yellow stockings recently , and she said she liked how the crisscross laces looked on my legs . |
Has here writ a letter to you . |
It doesn't need to be witty as long as it's eloquent and imaginative . |
An eagle , madam , Hath not so green , so quick , so fair an eye As Paris hath . |
If you're my friend , you'll let me see his letter . |
Have you importuned him by any means ? |
Why , what's the matter ? |
Then don't move while I act out my prayer . |
How can you test them like that ? |
She's the reason I'm here . |
Stay , Tybalt , stay ! |
Tell us what you know about this affair . |
Romeo ! , Alack , alack , what blood is this , which stains The stony entrance of the sepulcher ? |
Madam ! |
If the heavens had been pleased , would we had so ended ! |
But now , my lord , what say you to my suit ? |
I order you to stop ! |
That's not holy , it's heresy . |
Nurse , commend me to thy lady and mistress . |
Blistered be thy tongue For such a wish ! |
That's a degree to love . |
What noise is here ? |
Tis now near night . |
Now must I to the monument alone . |
Make him believe thou art Sir Topas the curate . |
The son and heir of old Tiberio . |
I mean , an we be in choler , we'll draw . |
Let me enjoy my private . |
Sir ! |
I'm only trying to keep the peace . |
But I am sent to find those persons whose names are here writ , and can never find what names the writing person hath here writ . |
Ay , he . |
But I pray , can you read anything you see ? |
This fellow is wise enough to play the fool , And to do that well craves a kind of wit . |
But , as you say , sir , let your bounty take a nap , I will awake it anon . |
I wouldn't even pee without dancing a waltz . |
Meanwhile , I'll get Sir Toby . |
Oh , hello , father ! |
I thank you . |
Thy reason , man ? |
Why are you acting so angry ? |
What , still in tears , Evermore showering ? |
We shall have a rare letter from him : but you'll not deliver 't ? |
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