Speeches (Lines) for Benvolio
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Part, fools!
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I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword,
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Here were the servants of your adversary,
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Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun
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My noble uncle, do you know the cause? |
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Have you importuned him by any means? |
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See, where he comes: so please you, step aside;
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Good-morrow, cousin. |
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But new struck nine. |
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It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? |
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In love? |
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Of love? |
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Alas, that love, so gentle in his view,
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No, coz, I rather weep. |
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At thy good heart's oppression. |
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Soft! I will go along;
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Tell me in sadness, who is that you love. |
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Groan! why, no.
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I aim'd so near, when I supposed you loved. |
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A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. |
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Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? |
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Be ruled by me, forget to think of her. |
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By giving liberty unto thine eyes;
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I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. |
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Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning,
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For what, I pray thee? |
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Why, Romeo, art thou mad? |
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At this same ancient feast of Capulet's
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Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by,
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The date is out of such prolixity:
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Come, knock and enter; and no sooner in,
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This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves;
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Strike, drum. |
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Away, begone; the sport is at the best. |
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Romeo! my cousin Romeo! |
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He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall:
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And if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. |
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Come, he hath hid himself among these trees,
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Go, then; for 'tis in vain
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Not to his father's; I spoke with his man. |
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Tybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,
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Romeo will answer it. |
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Nay, he will answer the letter's master, how he
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Why, what is Tybalt? |
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The what? |
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Here comes Romeo, here comes Romeo. |
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Stop there, stop there. |
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Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large. |
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Two, two; a shirt and a smock. |
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She will indite him to some supper. |
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I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire:
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Am I like such a fellow? |
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And what to? |
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An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man
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By my head, here come the Capulets. |
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We talk here in the public haunt of men:
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What, art thou hurt? |
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O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!
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Here comes the furious Tybalt back again. |
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Romeo, away, be gone!
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Why dost thou stay? |
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There lies that Tybalt. |
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O noble prince, I can discover all
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Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;
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