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Thou shall present me as an eunuch to him .
It did come to his hands , and commands shall be executed .
This wind you talk of , blows us from ourselves .
The better for thy friends .
If they do see thee they will murder thee .
That villain , Romeo .
No money , on my faith , but the gleek .
My gentleman , Cesario ?
When good manners shall lie all in one or two men's hands , and they unwashed too , 'tis a foul thing .
These times of pain are bad times for romance .
I've never seen such a monster .
We're ruined , lady , we're ruined !
Romeo , he cries aloud , "Hold , friends !
They'll be in scarlet straight at any news .
Yes , but now there's no way to calm him down .
What's the problem , that they cry out so loud ?
What do you want ?
Fool !
I'll find out your man , And he shall signify from time to time Every good hap to you that chances here .
He is wise , And , on my life , hath stol'n him home to bed .
Does she ?
My daughter is still very young .
Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears ?
I'm ready .
What was the philosopher Pythagoras's belief about wild birds ?
I will frown as I pass by , and let them take it as they list .
Father , what's the news ?
What , what ?
The citizens are up , and Tybalt slain .
Come , put it over my face .
I'll give him equal thanks , so we're even .
How can this be ?
Ah , where's my man ? , Give me some aqua vitae. , These griefs , these woes , these sorrows make me old .
You tallow face !
Why , let her except , before excepted .
I hear some noise within .
Here comes my little bird .
What , faithful to being mean and nasty ?
I spoke with his man .
An if thou couldst , thou couldst not make him live .
Away !
Have you got leave to go to shrift today ?
What villain , madam ?
Get away from here and leave me .
Dear love , adieu. , Anon , good Nurse ! , Sweet Montague , be true .
Father , I charge thee , by thy reverence , Here to unfold ( though lately we intended To keep in darkness what occasion now Reveals before 'tis ripe ) what thou dost know Hath newly passed between this youth and me .
Oh , if it prove , Tempests are kind and salt waves fresh in love !
Oh , she doth teach the torches to burn bright !
Go and wiggle your ears !
You call this house dark ?
Ask me any commonsense question .
Excellent good , i ' faith .
Hast thou no letters to me from the friar ?
It's some meteor coming out of the sun to light your way to Mantua .
I love rich Capulet's daughter .
I wish I were something better , because right now I'm a big fool .
Sweet Sir Andrew !
I carry no hatred , holy man , because my request will benefit my enemy .
Yes , being kept together and put to use .
Still you keep o ' the windy side of the law .
I'll bet anything you like that nothing will happen , once again .
I wish you were what I wanted you to be !
As mine on hers , so hers is set on mine , And all combined , save what thou must combine By holy marriage .
I ask that again because nothing can be wrong if she is well .
I beg for justice , which thou , Prince , must give .
He insists he'll speak with you whether you want him to or not .
It's not daylight .
Either my eyesight is failing me , or you look pale .
What , are you busy , ho ?
The excuse that thou dost make in this delay Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse .
Wish me luck .
Lips , do not move ; No man must know."
We follow thee. , Juliet , the county stays .
He ran this way and jumped over this orchard wall .
Oh my , what's the news ?
I hear some noise .
Anything that's mended is but patched .
Speak to me .
You kiss by th ' book .
Fabian , bring him here .
Long love doth so .
What's all the noise in here ?
Oh , this is a painful time !
Sweetheart !
What says Romeo ?
Stand not amazed .
This is good .
I like it too .
See him delivered , Fabian ; bring him hither .
Past question , for thou seest it will not curl by nature .
What meanest thou by that , Malvolio ?
Are you full of them ?
My masters , are you mad ?
Tonight she is shut up in her room , alone with her sadness .
Thy drugs are quick .
But here come some people , right in the nick of time .
Blind is his love and best befits the dark .
She's not even fourteen .
There's no ambiguity here .
But come , young waverer , come , go with me , In one respect I'll thy assistant be , For this alliance may so happy prove To turn your households ' rancor to pure love .