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Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2] |
Romeo |
377 |
I'll go along, no such sight to be shown,
But to rejoice in splendor of mine own.
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2 |
Romeo and Juliet
[I, 5] |
Romeo |
666 |
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
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3 |
Romeo and Juliet
[II, 2] |
Romeo |
924 |
I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight;
And but thou love me, let them find me here:
My life were better ended by their hate,
Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love.
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4 |
Romeo and Juliet
[II, 6] |
Romeo |
1461 |
Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can,
It cannot countervail the exchange of joy
That one short minute gives me in her sight:
Do thou but close our hands with holy words,
Then love-devouring death do what he dare;
It is enough I may but call her mine.
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5 |
Romeo and Juliet
[III, 2] |
Nurse |
1774 |
I saw the wound, I saw it with mine eyes,—
God save the mark!—here on his manly breast:
A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse;
Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood,
All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight.
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6 |
Romeo and Juliet
[IV, 5] |
Paris |
2700 |
Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
And doth it give me such a sight as this?
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7 |
Romeo and Juliet
[IV, 5] |
Lady Capulet |
2702 |
Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day!
Most miserable hour that e'er time saw
In lasting labour of his pilgrimage!
But one, poor one, one poor and loving child,
But one thing to rejoice and solace in,
And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight!
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8 |
Romeo and Juliet
[V, 3] |
First Watchman |
3141 |
The ground is bloody; search about the churchyard:
Go, some of you, whoe'er you find attach.
Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain,
And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead,
Who here hath lain these two days buried.
Go, tell the prince: run to the Capulets:
Raise up the Montagues: some others search:
We see the ground whereon these woes do lie;
But the true ground of all these piteous woes
We cannot without circumstance descry.
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9 |
Romeo and Juliet
[V, 3] |
Lady Capulet |
3179 |
O me! this sight of death is as a bell,
That warns my old age to a sepulchre.
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