Romeo and Juliet Act 3 Quotes

Same as the quizlet posted

Beautiful tyrant, fiend angelical!

Dove-feathered raven, wolvish-ravening lamb!

Despised substance of divinest show!

Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st,

A damned saint, an honourable villain!

Juliet

Hold thy desperate hand.
Art thou a man? Thy form cries out thou art.
Thy tears are womanish. Thy wild acts denote
The unreasonable fury of a beast.

Friar Lawrence

These times of woe afford no time to woo.

Paris

O' Thursday let it be.—O' Thursday, tell her,

She shall be married to this noble earl.—

Lord Capulet

Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day.

It was the nightingale, and not the lark,

That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear.

Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree.

Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

Juliet

Let me be ta'en. Let me be put to death.

I am content, so thou wilt have it so...

I have more care to stay than will to go.

Come, death, and welcome!

Romeo

Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn,

The gallant, young, and noble gentleman,

The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church,

Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride.

Lady Capulet

Hang thee, young baggage! Disobedient wretch!

I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,

Or never after look me in the face.

Speak not. Reply not. Do not answer me.

My fingers itch.

Lord Capulet

I think it best you married with the county.

Oh, he's a lovely gentleman.

Romeo's a dishclout to him...

Nurse

I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire.

The day is hot; the Capulets, abroad;

And if we meet we shall not 'scape a brawl,

For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring

Benvolio

the reason that I have to love thee

Doth much excuse the appertaining rage

To such a greeting. Villain am I none.

Therefore, farewell. I see thou know'st me not.

Romeo

I do protest I never injured thee,

But love thee better than thou canst devise,

Romeo

No, ‘tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but ‘tis enough, ‘twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you will find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o’ both your houses! Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm.

Mercutio

I am hurt.

A plague o' both your houses! I am sped...

Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch. Marry, 'tis enough...

tis not so deep as a well nor so wide as a church-door, but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man...

A plague o' both your houses!

Mercutio

Romeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.

Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?

Prince Escalus

And for that offence

Immediately we do exile him hence...

Prince Escalus

Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-browed night,

Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die,

Take him and cut him out in little stars,

And he will make the face of heaven so fine

That all the world will be in love with night

Juliet