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The fearful passage of their death-marked love And the continuance of their parents ' rage , Which , but their children's end , naught could remove , Is now the two hours ' traffic of our stage , The which , if you with patient ears attend , What here shall miss , our toil shall strive to mend .
Oh , if it turns out to be true that he survived , then that storm was kind , and the ocean was full of love !
I'll make you sing .
A cup , closed in my true love's hand ?
And , to inure thyself to what thou art like to be , cast thy humble slough and appear fresh .
I saved his life and gave him my love , without reservation .
Prove true , imagination , oh , prove true , That I , dear brother , be now ta'en for you !
Will you speak well of him that killed your cousin ?
Challenge me the count's youth to fight with him .
Or , if you do not , make the bridal bed In that dim monument where Tybalt lies .
At your request !
Had she affections and warm youthful blood , She would be as swift in motion as a ball .
We waste our lights in vain , like lights by day .
It's pretty well done , isn't it ?
I will omit no opportunity That may convey my greetings , love , to thee .
I don't know what else it could be .
Your love says , like an honorable gentleman , 'Where is your mother ?
Sir Toby , I've got to be frank with you .
Oh , by this count I'll be many years older before I see my Romeo again .
I'll fight you .
Death is my son-in-law .
I hope maybe then you'll send him back home soon .
O lamentable day !
Don't worry about me not swearing enough .
Our wedding banquet will become a sad burial feast .
Don't give up yet .
Then don't make yourself too conspicuous .
Well , in that hit you miss .
Why , we shall make him mad indeed .
And trust me , love , you look pale to me too .
There are two opposite elements in everything , in men as well as in herbs , good and evil .
You disgust me , you little bug !
Or , if sour woe delights in fellowship And needly will be ranked with other griefs , Why followed not , when she said "Tybalt's dead , " "Thy father" or "thy mother , " nay , or both , Which modern lamentations might have moved ?
Not to his father's house .
Wretched boy , you hung out with him here , and you're going to go to heaven with him .
Sometimes I think I'm no smarter than average .
Look you , she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly , And so did I .
Younger than you Here in Verona , ladies of esteem Are made already mothers .
Let me see her .
Curse the day this happened , but it did .
Will either of you bear me a challenge to him ?
My Cesario ?
But come on , inconsistent young man , come with me .
My legs may be yellow , but I don't feel blue .
He's fortified against any denial .
Master Malvolio ?
A lady , sir , though it was said she much resembled me , was yet of many accounted beautiful .
Tell me what you want .
She's shut inside a dead man's tomb !
Antonio , I arrest thee at the suit of Count Orsino .
Why are you talking like this ?
And death , not Romeo , take my maidenhead !
I'm surprised you enjoy the company of this stupid troublemaker .
Oh , it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound , That breathes upon a bank of violets , Stealing and giving odor .
Do you know what you say ?
For God's sake , shut up !
But did your sister die of love ?
Somebody's knocking .
If I were in the habit of fighting the way you are , my life insurance rates would be sky high .
Have you no wit , manners , nor honesty but to gabble like tinkers at this time of night ?
There is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of so strong a passion As love doth give my heart .
How , will she none ?
Oh , he's a lovely gentleman !
Come on , sir , please .
So could I too .
As the sonnet says , "If you please one special person , you please everyone who matters." Why , what's going on ?
I'll come too .
What's the matter ?
Is your man secret ?
Some are born great , "
I'll make one too .
We've got some words of wisdom to mull over .
Has your lord given you any orders to negotiate with my face ?
I'll help you , Sir Toby , because we'll be dressed together .
I can't remember anything I've ever done to offend anyone .
Faith , I can tell her age unto an hour .
I know I can do it .
That you do think you are not what you are .
Sir Toby will be sworn that I am no fox , but he will not pass his word for two pence that you are no fool .
What kind of man are you ?
By the way , I'm going home tomorrow , Sir Toby .
Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing .
I hate my name , dear saint , because my name is your enemy .
Go to bed , dear .
And if you leave me so , you do me wrong .
But now I have joyful news for you , girl .
Have at thee , coward !
There , where the torch is burning .
Delay this marriage for a month , a week .
Are you speaking from your heart ?
She's not good enough for you , then .
I had a pass with him , rapier , scabbard , and all , and he gives me the stuck-in with such a mortal motion , that it is inevitable .
What will become of this ?
But tell me true , are you not mad indeed ?
Did it really work ?
We mean well by going to this masquerade ball , but it's not smart of us to go .
My dream told me that dreamers often lie .
Master Malvolio ?
How now , Sir Toby Belch !
My remembrance is very free and clear from any image of offense done to any man .