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Prologue
Two Households both alike in dignity
Star Crossed Lovers, take their life
With their death bury their parents’ rage
I.I
Disturb
Fray
Windows
Smoke
Lost
Rich
Blind
Gregory + Sampson + Tybalt (C) vs Abraham (M)
Benvolio: ‘I do but keep the peace’
They Fight
Enter Cap + Mon + Prince
Prince: ‘If you ever disturb our streets again, / Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace’
Lady Montague: ‘Right glad I am [Romeo] was not at this fray’
L. Montague: ‘shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out', / makes himself an artificial night’
Enter Romeo
Romeo: ‘Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs’
Romeo: ‘Tut I have lost my self, I am not here, / This is not Romeo, he’s some other where.’
Romeo: ‘Rich in beauty, only poor, that when she dies, with beauty dies her store’
Romeo: ‘He that is strucken blind, cannot forget / The precious treasure of his eyesight lost’
I.II
Stranger
Devout
L. Cap: ‘My child is yet a stranger in the world, / She hath not seen the change of 14 years’
Romeo: ‘ When the devout religion of mine eye, / maintains such falsehoods, then turn tears to fires […] / Transparent heretics be burnt for liars’
I.III
honour
Juliet: ‘ [Marriage] is an honour that I dream not of’
I.IV
Thorn
Dreamers
Consequence
Sail
Romeo: ‘[love] is too rough, / too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like a thorn’
Mercutio: ‘That dreamers often lie’
‘Romeo: Some consequence yet hanging in the stars, / Shall bitterly begin his fearful date’
Romeo: ‘He that hath the steerage of my course, / Direct my sail: on lusty gentleman’
I.V
Heart
Youth
purg’d
wedding bed
sprung
Romeo: ‘Did my heart love till now […] / For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night’
Capulet: ‘virtuous and well-governed youth’
Romeo: ‘Thus from my lips, by thine my sin is purg’d’
Juliet: ‘If he be married, / My grave is like to be my wedding bed’
My only love sprung from my only hate, / too early seen, unknown, and known too late’
II.CHORUS
bewitched
passion
Chorus: ‘bewitched by the charm of looks’
Chorus: ‘passion lends them power, time means to meet, / Tempering extremities with extreme sweet’
II.I
conjure
befits
Mercutio: ‘I conjure thee by Rosaline’s bright eyes’
Benvolio: ‘Blind is his love and best befits the dark’
II.II
jests
Arise
messenger
name
inconstant
idolatry
afeared
bondage
Romeo: ‘[Mercutio] jests at scars that never felt a wound’
Romeo: ‘Arise fair Sun and kill the envious Moon’
Romeo: ‘as glorious to this night being o’er my head, / As is a winged messenger of heaven / Unto the […] eyes / Of mortals’
Juliet: ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy’
Juliet: ‘O swear not by the Moon, th’ inconstant Moon’
Juliet: ‘Swear by thy gracious self, / Which is the god of my idolatry’
Romeo: ‘I am afeared / being in night, all this is but a dream’
Juliet: ‘Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud, / else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, / and and make her airy tongue more hoarse than mine’
II.III
womb
forgot
forsaken
young men
Friar: ‘What is [Mother Nature’s] burying grave, that is her womb’
Romeo: ‘With Rosaline, my ghostly father no, / I have forgot that name, and that name’s woe’
Friar: ‘Is Rosaline that thou didst love so dear, / so soon forsaken?’
Friar: ‘Young men’s love then lies / not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes’
II.IV
love song
fan
Mercutio: ‘Alas poor Romeo, he is already dead, […] / run through the ear with / a love song’
Mercutio: ‘to hide her face, for her fan’s the fairer face’
II.V
lead
Juliet: ‘But old folks, many feign as they were dead, / Unwieldly, slow, heavy and pale as lead.’
II.IV
love-devouring
violent
moderately
Romeo: ‘Do thou but close our hands with holy words, / then love-devouring death do what he dare’
Friar: ‘These violent delights have violent ends’
Friar: ‘therefore love moderately, long love doth so, / too swift arrives, as tardy as too slow. — Enter Juliet somewhat fast’
III.I
quarrel
satisfied
effeminate
Benvolio: ‘And I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any / man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter’
Romeo: ‘so good Capulet, which name I tender / As dearly as mine own, be satisfied’
Romeo: ‘O sweet Juliet, / thy beauty hath made me effeminate’
III.II
garish
damned
mangled
Juliet: ‘That all the world will be in love with night, / and pay no worship to the garish Sun.’
Juliet: ‘[Romeo is] a damned saint, an honourable villain’
Juliet: ‘What tongue shall smooth thy name, / When I thy three-hours wife have mangled it?’
III.III
mercy
cursed
happy
blessings
Friar: ‘[Banishment] is dear mercy, and thou seest it not’
Romeo: ‘As if that name / hot from the deadly level of a gun / did murther her, as that name’s cursed hand / murder’d her kinsman.’
Friar:' ‘The law that threaten’d death becomes thy happy friend, / and turns it to exile, there art thou happy.’
Friar: ‘A pack of blessings light upon thy back’
III.IV
N/A
III.V
woes
pale
blood
Romeo: ‘More light and light, more dark and dark our woes’
Juliet: ‘thou art so low, / As one dead in the bottom of a tomb, / Either my eyesight fails, or thou look’st pale.’
Romeo: ‘And trust me love, in my eye so do you [look pale]: / dry sorrow drinks our blood.’
IV.I
long
Juliet: ‘Be not so long to speak, I long to die’
IV.II
N/A
N/A
IV.III
green
ghost
Juliet: ‘Where bloody Tybalt yet but green in earth, / lies festering in his shroud, where as they say, / at some hours in the night, spirits resort’
Juliet: ‘Methinks I see my cousin’s ghost, / seeking out Romeo’
IV.IV
N/A
N/A
IV.V
tongue
Capulet: ‘[death] ties up my tongue and will not let me speak’
V.I
Emperor
gold
Romeo: ‘I dreamt my lady came and found me dead / And breath’d such life with kisses in my lips, / that I reviv’d and was an Emperor’
Romeo: ‘There is thy gold, worse poison to men’s souls’
V.II
corse
Friar: ‘Poor living corse, clos’d in a dead man’s tomb.’
V.III
maw
monster
bell
Romeo: ‘Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death’
Romeo: ‘The lean abhorred monster keeps / thee here in dark to be his paramour?’
Lady C: ‘O me, this sight of death, is as a bell / that warns my old age to a sepulchre’