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BENVOLIO
By my head, here comes the Capulets.

MERCUTIO
By my heel, I care not.

Lady Capulet:
I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give; Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.

Act 3, scene 1.

Juliet:
My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.

Act 1 scene 5

Good-night, good-night! Parting is such sweet sorrow
That I shall say good-night till it be morrow.

What's in a name! that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet


O, happy dagger!

This is thy sheath; there rest, and let me die.

Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight!

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

There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls,
Doing more murder in this loathsome world
Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.

talt av Romeo - Akt V, scene i.

Romeo:
Lady, by yonder blessèd moon i vow,
That tips with silver all these fruit tree tops –

Juliet:
O swear not by the moon, th'inconstant moon
That monthly changes in her circle orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.

Akt II, scene ii, 107-111