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I will give you the minstrel .
Tut , I have lost myself .
I'll to dinner .
Good night .
Let us take the law of our sides .
Very suspicious .
An if he hear thee , thou wilt anger him .
Dear God , thank you !
Doesn't that sound like true love ?
How are you , Sir Toby Belch ?
What a man , young lady .
Peter !
My bounty is as boundless as the sea , My love as deep .
I'm sorry , but I memorized what I'm supposed to say here today , and that question isn't part of the speech I learned .
Virtue turns to vice if it's misused .
But to be frank , and give it thee again .
I won't break this promise .
He'll speak with you , will you or no .
If only you were , sir .
Holy Saint Francis , this is a drastic change !
It is no matter how witty , so it be eloquent and full of invention .
Being holiday , the beggar's shop is shut .
Love's heralds should be thoughts , Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams , Driving back shadows over louring hills .
I swear on my life I won't tell your secret .
Supper is done , and we shall come too late .
I will .
Please let me be your servant so I can be with you .
Why would you do that , my love ?
What must be will be .
Never in your life , I think , unless you see canary put me down .
I bear no hatred , blessed man , for , lo , My intercession likewise steads my foe .
That's three hours since nine o'clock , but she hasn't come back .
Do thy office .
Bliss be upon you !
Then isn't it just the right dish for a sweet goose ?
O flesh , flesh , you've turned pale and weak like a fish .
His son is elder , sir .
Sir Topas , Sir Topas !
Nurse , will you come with me to my closet and help me pick out the clothes and the jewelry I'll need to wear tomorrow ?
Fare thee well .
Cry but "Ay me ! " Pronounce but "love" and "dove." Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word , One nickname for her purblind son and heir , Young Abraham Cupid , he that shot so true When King Cophetua loved the beggar maid. , He heareth not , he stirreth not , he moveth not .
Your fate awaits you .
If we don't , it'll be the biggest disappointment of our lives .
Oh , no .
Yes , husband .
Speak one rhyme , and I'll be satisfied .
Ah , the countess is coming !
I'll tell you before you have to ask me again .
I'll be thrilled .
Famine is in thy cheeks .
Let me be satisfied .
But when I say so , I swear she turns white as a sheet .
O God , did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood ?
You've never seen anything like it .
The Prince will doom thee death If thou art taken .
Can you not stay awhile ?
Then I defy you , stars !
Doth not Ay , Nurse , what of that ?
Please , do me this one favor : find out what I've done to offend this knight .
Was I even close to you in the chase for the goose ?
She took that ring from me .
Whither , my lord ? , Cesario , husband , stay .
If it will not , what remedy ?
You are resolute , then ?
I'll bring you there .
Day , night , hour , tide , time , work , play , Alone , in company , still my care hath been To have her matched .
No , madam , he does nothing but smile .
We are undone , lady , we are undone !
My child , my reason for living , wake up , look up , or I'll die with you !
Fare thee well .
I won't fail .
Let me dispute with thee of thy estate .
My lady told me to tell you that while she lets you stay at her house because you're a relative , she doesn't approve of your behavior .
I will do everything that thou wilt have me .
I am tired .
Climb up to her bedroom and comfort her .
What is her mother ?
Do you hear me ?
The second cock hath crowed .
O happy dagger , This is thy sheath .
I have time for you now , my sad daughter .
I'd be very grateful to you if you did .
Now heaven has her .
Oh Friar , damned souls use the word banishment to describe hell .
Tell him not to send any more messengers , unless you feel like coming back to tell me how he took the bad news .
My dismal scene I needs must act alone .
I am afeard , Being in night , all this is but a dream , Too flattering sweet to be substantial .
Up .
It might have since been answered in repaying What we took from them , which , for traffic's sake , Most of our city did .
Come , thou day in night , For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than new snow upon a raven's back .
The bridegroom is already here .
I'd give half my dowry to keep anything bad from happening to him .
What cursed foot wanders this way tonight To cross my obsequies and true love's rite ?
Arise .
Not yet old enough for a man , nor young enough for a boy , as a squash is before 'tis a peascod , or a codling when 'tis almost an apple .
The man grows mad .
He knows what ?
I pray you , keep it in .
For shame , bring Juliet forth .
If a bloody head counts as a hurt , then you hurt me .