A little hopping bird (2.2.176-183)

JULIET                        ’Tis almost morning, I would have thee gone:                         And yet no further than a wanton’s bird,                         That lets it hop a little from his hand,                         Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves,                         And with a silken thread plucks it back again,                         So loving-jealous of his liberty. ROMEO           I […]

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Standing still (2.2.167-175)

JULIET                        Romeo! ROMEO                       My nïesse? JULIET                                                            What a’clock tomorrow                         Shall I send to thee? ROMEO                                               By the hour of nine. JULIET                        I will not fail, ’tis twenty year till then.                         I have forgot why I did call thee back. ROMEO           Let me stand here till thou remember it. JULIET                        I shall forget, […]

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Hisssssst! (2.2.158-166)

Enter Juliet again[above]. JULIET                        Hist, Romeo, hist! O, for a falc’ner’s voice,                         To lure this tassel-gentle back again:                         Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud,                         Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies,                         And make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine                         With repetition of my Romeo’s name. […]

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A thousand times good night! (2.2.149-157)

NURSE            [Within] Madam! JULIET                        I come, anon. – But if thou meanest not well,                         I do beseech thee— NURSE            [Within]                      Madam! JULIET                                                                        By and by I come—                         To cease thy strife, and leave me to my grief.                         Tomorrow will I send. ROMEO           So thrive my soul— JULIET                                                            A thousand times good […]

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Honourable marriage (2.2.142-148)

                                    [Enter Juliet above.] JULIET                        Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.                         If that thy bent of love be honourable,                         Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow,                         By one that I’ll procure to come to thee,                         Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite,                         And all my fortunes […]

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Sweet dreams? (2.2.136-141)

                                                              [Nurse calls within.] JULIET                        I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu! –                         Anon, good Nurse! – Sweet Montague, be true.                         Stay but a little, I will come again. ROMEO           O blessèd, blessèd night! I am afeard,                         Being in night, all this is but a dream,                         Too flattering-sweet to […]

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Can’t get no…? (2.2.125-135)

ROMEO           O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? JULIET                        What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? ROMEO           Th’exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine. JULIET                        I gave thee mine before thou didst request it;                         And yet I would it were to give again. ROMEO           Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love? JULIET                        But […]

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Good night! (not really) (2.2.115-124)

ROMEO                                   If my heart’s dear love— JULIET                        Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee                         I have no joy of this contract tonight,                         It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,                         Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be                         Ere one can say ‘It lightens’. Sweet, good night:                         […]

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Swearing / not swearing (2.2.107-115)

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 circled orb,                         Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. ROMEO           What shall I swear by? JULIET                                                            Do not swear at all; […]

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Dark night, light love (2.2.93-106)

JULIET                              O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully; Or if thou think’st I am too quickly won, I’ll frown and be perverse, and say thee nay,  So thou wilt woo, but else not for the world. In truth, […]

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