Romeo and Juliet quotations Flashcards

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1
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Two households

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both alike in dignity,

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2
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Where civil blood makes

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civil hands unclean.

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3
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A pair of star-cross’d lovers

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take their life

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4
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Do with their death bury

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their parents’ strife.

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5
Q

A dog of the house

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of Montague moves me.

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6
Q

The quarrel is between

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our masters and us their men.

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7
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My naked weapon is out:

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quarrel, I will back thee.

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8
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Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them;

which is

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a disgrace to them, if they bear it.

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9
Q

Part, fools!

Put up your

A

swords; you know not what you do.

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10
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What, art thou drawn among these

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heartless hinds?

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11
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I do but keep the

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peace: put up thy sword,

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12
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What, drawn, and talk

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I hate the word,

As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:

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13
Q

A crutch, a crutch!

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why call you for a sword?

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14
Q

Throw your mistemper’d weapons

A

to the ground,

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15
Q

Three civil brawls,

A

bred of an airy word,

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16
Q

Your lives shall pay

A

the forfeit of the peace.

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17
Q

Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight

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out

And makes himself an artificial night:

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18
Q

Ay me! sad hours

A

seem long.

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19
Q

Why, then, O brawling love!

A

O loving hate!

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20
Q

O heavy lightness!

A

serious vanity!

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21
Q

Mis-shapen chaos

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of well-seeming forms!

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22
Q

Feather of lead, bright smoke,

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cold fire,

sick health!

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23
Q

Love is a smoke raised

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with the fume of sighs;

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24
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O, teach me how

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I should forget to think

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25
Q

By giving liberty unto thine eyes;

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Examine other beauties.

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26
Q

My child is yet

A

a stranger in the world;

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27
Q

Let two more summers wither in their pride,

Ere we may think

A

her ripe to be a bride.

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28
Q

Younger than she

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are happy mothers made.

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29
Q

But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart,

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My will to her consent is but a part;

30
Q

An she agree, within her scope of choice

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Lies my consent and fair according voice.

31
Q

Shut up in prison,

A

kept without my food, Whipp’d and tormented

32
Q

Compare her face with some that I shall show,

A

And I will make thee think thy swan a crow.

33
Q

We must talk in secret:

A

nurse, come back again;

34
Q

LADY CAPULET How stands your disposition to be married?

A

JULIET

It is an honour that I dream not of.

35
Q

I’ll look to like,

A

if looking liking move:

36
Q

But no more deep will I endart mine eye

A

Than your consent gives strength to make it fly.

37
Q

Not I, believe me: you have dancing shoes

With nimble soles

A

I have a soul of lead

38
Q

Is love a tender thing?

A

it is too rough,

39
Q

Too rude, too boisterous,

A

and it pricks like thorn.

40
Q

If love be rough with you,

A

be rough with love;

41
Q

O, she doth teach

A

the torches to burn bright!

42
Q

It seems she hangs upon

A

the cheek of night

43
Q

Like a rich jewel

A

in an Ethiope’s ear;

44
Q

Did my heart love till now?

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forswear it, sight!

For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.

45
Q

This, by his voice,

A

should be a Montague.

46
Q

Now, by the stock and honour of my kin,

A

To strike him dead, I hold it not a sin.

47
Q

CAPULET

Why, how now, kinsman! wherefore storm you so?

A

TYBALT

Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe,

48
Q

Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting

A

Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting.

49
Q

I will withdraw: but this intrusion shall

A

Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall.

50
Q

Is she a Capulet?

A

O dear account! my life is my foe’s debt.

51
Q

Go ask his name: if he be married.

A

My grave is like to be my wedding bed.

52
Q

My only love

A

sprung from my only hate!

53
Q

Too early seen unknown,

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and known too late!

54
Q

Prodigious birth

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of love it is to me,

55
Q

That I must love

A

a loathed enemy.

56
Q

But, soft! what light

A

through yonder window breaks?

57
Q

It is the east,

A

and Juliet is the sun.

58
Q

Arise, fair sun, and kill

A

the envious moon,

59
Q

It is my lady, O,

A

it is my love!

60
Q

See, how she leans

A

her cheek upon her hand!

61
Q

O, that I were a glove

A

upon that hand,

That I might touch that cheek!

62
Q

O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore

A

art thou Romeo?

63
Q

Deny thy father and

A

refuse thy name;

64
Q

Or, if thou wilt not,

A

be but sworn my love,

And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.

65
Q

What’s in a name?

A

that which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet;

66
Q

I’ll be new baptized;

A

Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

67
Q

My name, dear saint,

A

is hateful to myself,

Because it is an enemy to thee;

68
Q

And the place death,

A

considering who thou art,

If any of my kinsmen find thee here.

69
Q

If they do see thee,

A

they will murder thee.

70
Q

My life were better ended by their hate,

A

Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.