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Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace
| I i 67
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| Mercutio
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O then I see Queen Mab hath been with you
I iv 59
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| Friar |
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The grey-ey'd morn smiles on the frowning night
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II iii 1
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| Friar
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Holy Saint Francis, what a change is here!
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III II 69
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Mercutio
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Why, what is Tybalt?
More than prince of cats, I can tell you
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II iv 15
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Romeo
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But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?
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II ii 1
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Benvolio
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Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay
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III i 123
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Romeo
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'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here
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III iii 33
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Friar
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Hold thy desperate hand:
Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art:
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III iii 116
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Capulet
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God's bread, it makes me mad!
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III v 190
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Friar
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Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent
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IV i 91
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Friar
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Peace, ho! for shame! confusion's cure lives not
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IV v 73
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Romeo
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In faith, I will. Let me peruse this face
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V iii 77
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Friar
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I will be brief, for my short date of breath
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V iii 250
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