Speeches (Lines) for Paris
in "Romeo and Juliet"

Total: 23

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# Act, Scene, Line
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1

I,2,274

Of honourable reckoning are you both;
And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long.
But now, my lord, what say you to my suit?

2

I,2,282

Younger than she are happy mothers made.

3

III,4,2066

These times of woe afford no time to woo.
Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter.

4

III,4,2077

Monday, my lord,

5

III,4,2088

My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow.

6

IV,1,2365

My father Capulet will have it so;
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.

7

IV,1,2369

Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death,
And therefore have I little talk'd of love;
For Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous
That she doth give her sorrow so much sway,
And in his wisdom hastes our marriage,
To stop the inundation of her tears;
Which, too much minded by herself alone,
May be put from her by society:
Now do you know the reason of this haste.

8

IV,1,2382

Happily met, my lady and my wife!

9

IV,1,2384

That may be must be, love, on Thursday next.

10

IV,1,2387

Come you to make confession to this father?

11

IV,1,2389

Do not deny to him that you love me.

12

IV,1,2391

So will ye, I am sure, that you love me.

13

IV,1,2394

Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears.

14

IV,1,2397

Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report.

15

IV,1,2400

Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it.

16

IV,1,2406

God shield I should disturb devotion!
Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye:
Till then, adieu; and keep this holy kiss.

17

IV,5,2700

Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
And doth it give me such a sight as this?

18

IV,5,2714

Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain!
Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd,
By cruel cruel thee quite overthrown!
O love! O life! not life, but love in death!

19

V,3,2934

Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand aloof:
Yet put it out, for I would not be seen.
Under yond yew-trees lay thee all along,
Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground;
So shall no foot upon the churchyard tread,
Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves,
But thou shalt hear it: whistle then to me,
As signal that thou hear'st something approach.
Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee, go.

20

V,3,2946

Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew,—
O woe! thy canopy is dust and stones;—
Which with sweet water nightly I will dew,
Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans:
The obsequies that I for thee will keep
Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep.
[The Page whistles]
The boy gives warning something doth approach.
What cursed foot wanders this way to-night,
To cross my obsequies and true love's rite?
What with a torch! muffle me, night, awhile.

21

V,3,2988

This is that banish'd haughty Montague,
That murder'd my love's cousin, with which grief,
It is supposed, the fair creature died;
And here is come to do some villanous shame
To the dead bodies: I will apprehend him.
[Comes forward]
Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague!
Can vengeance be pursued further than death?
Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee:
Obey, and go with me; for thou must die.

22

V,3,3008

I do defy thy conjurations,
And apprehend thee for a felon here.

23

V,3,3014

O, I am slain!
[Falls]
If thou be merciful,
Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet.

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