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 	I
 	you
 	me
 	it
 	thou
 	thee
 	he
 	she
 	Romeo
 	him
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 	her
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 	d
 	we
 	death
 	Tybalt
 	them
 	they
 	love
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 	night
 	Juliet
 	st
 	Thou
 	Ay
 	God
 	us
 	heaven
 	You
 	She
 	We
 	thou art
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 	a man
 	'd
 	my
 	nurse
 	Go
 	No
 	tears
 	art thou
 	Mantua
 	Thursday
 	his
 	nothing
 	Farewell
 	tis
 	the prince
 	man
 	madam
 	Madam
 	men
 	Montague
 	Marry
 	bed
 	They
 	d.
 	breath
 	lady
 	peace
 	Paris
 	stay
 	Hold
 	a word
 	myself
 	church
 	faith
 	earth
 	Nurse
 	light
 	mine
 	the sun
 	hand
 	the county
 	Verona
 	the world
 	farewell
 	blood
 	eyes
 	that name
 	Death
 	Mercutio
 	none
 	my lord
 	my lady
 	the day
 	news
 	my love
 	haste
 	time
 	thy love
 	Rosaline
 	himself
 	my soul
 	s
 	this night
 	your
 	an hour
 	banishment
 	ye
 	cell
 	day
 	joy
 	the lark
 	the time
 	st thou
 	music
 	beauty
 	Anon
 	cousin
 	life
 	that I
 	boy
 	a Montague
 	the Capulets
 	Do
 	the law
 	gentlemen
 	rest
 	wife
 	my cell
 	that word
 	musicians
 	my child
 	my heart
 	woe
 	Tis
 	villain
 	the friar
 	thyself
 	hands
 	that thou
 	Peter
 	the house
 	the wall
 	the earth
 	Benvolio
 	hers
 	patience
 	quarrel
 	my thumb
 	a poison
 	your mother
 	Hath
 	my cousin
 	O God
 	nature
 	poison
 	shame
 	exile
 	ease
 	Heart
 	the churchyard
 	thy lady
 	My
 	my husband
 	talk
 	name
 	girl
 	Love
 	my daughter
 	sadness
 	Lady
 	my Romeo
 	eye
 	doom
 	the watch
 	I.
 	lovers
 	which thou
 	O me
 	good Mercutio
 	arm
 	Faith
 	lips
 	My lord
 	my life
 	Tut
 	herself
 	writ
 	sorrow
 	flesh
 	the ground
 	the air
 	sleep
 	this place
 	daughter
 	my lips
 	Lord
 	Laurence
 	fie
 	Good morrow
 	silver
 	the night
 	grave
 	Friar John
 	the loss
 	My master
 	the morning
 	thy face
 	my man
 	Sweet
 	my head
 	the vault
 	sayst thou
 	thy back
 	Out
 	A plague
 	all men
 	my master
 	my friend
 	Welcome
 	Alack
 	it thee
 	The day
 	husband
 	the goose
 	comfort me
 	Hie
 	a maid
 	the sea
 	the lady
 	O Romeo
 	Fie
 	the nurse
 	fall
 	a friar
 	my breast
 	the tomb
 	me thy hand
 	Friar Laurence
 	my father
 	stir
 	her eyes
 	the maids
 	hell
 	his mistress
 	fool
 	County Paris
 	house
 	it me
 	part
 	thine eyes
 	Things
 	O Lord
 	prince
 	confession
 	a dead man
 	no man
 	Sirrah
 	May
 	an you
 	both your houses
 	names
 	something
 	philosophy
 	Thou art
 	the peace
 	sirrah
 	a letter
 	O day
 	steel
 	the reason
 	the Montagues
 	courtesy
 	face
 	his father
 	fear
 	the matter
 	Jule
 	this haste
 	Saint Peter
 	i
 	st me
 	daylight
 	passion
 	noise
 	Make haste
 	any man
 	book
 	their bons
 	our marriage
 	child
 	hate
 	yonder
 	lord
 	holy friar
 	Lest
 	a guest
 	O woe
 	my letters
 	liberty
 	substance
 	his lady
 	eleven years
 	reign
 	grief
 	bed to-night
 	vow
 	the strength
 	the heaven
 	your father
 	his face
 	His son
 	a head
 	their eyes
 	An you
 	thy wit
 	the fairies
 	part them
 	one
 	meat
 	bone
 	the winds
 	hang
 	Zounds
 	some noise
 	thy father
 	Capulet
 	the clouds
 	her silver sound
 	Thy wit
 	you dance
 	the year
 	corns
 	strength
 	Sir Paris
 	his body
 	More light
 	spite
 	the ear
 	Queen Mab
 	the wings
 	scorn
 	a foe
 	thy name
 	debt
 	these woes
 	Potpan
 	voice
 	a beast
 	an honest gentleman
 	supper
 	itself
 	mother
 	yours
 	my face
 	prison
 	thy breath
 	dinner
 	nought
 	wax
 	extremity
 	O child
 	That murder
 	a flower
 	a house
 	trust me
 	all things
 	O cousin
 	my back
 	ware
 	father
 	those persons
 	Ha
 	clouds
 	a kinsman
 	a hare
 	honour
 	a sea
 	this city
 	sake
 	fair Verona
 	dear Juliet
 	cam
 	heart
 	Tush
 	my troth
 	s.
 	A gentleman
 	counsellor
 	a tender thing
 	her grave
 	thy bed
 	My husband
 	which way
 	turn
 	Monday
 	a month
 	my lord and father
 	brave Mercutio
 	pain
 	your man
 	her beauty
 	that they
 	the friend
 	Pardon
 	graves
 	your hate
 	the case
 	her face
 	my tale
 	my mistress
 	summer
 	an egg
 	kill
 	A dog
 	a cup
 	fortune
 	nose
 	friar
 	a duellist
 	thy word
 	young Romeo
 	slaughter
 	ladies
 	my course
 	thy pains
 	corse
 	holy palmers
 	vice
 	kinsman
 	herbs
 	worms
 	my house
 	my wedding bed
 	Peace
 	heed
 	hours
 	the face
 	the cause
 	Too
 	mistress
 	no time
 	dew
 	adventure
 	The County Paris
 	my hearts
 	Seal
 	your chamber
 	my faith
 	foot
 	no need
 	my wife
 	good nurse
 	this fray
 	thy news
 	reason
 	a foot
 	the bones
 	blush
 	thy wits
 	cats
 	grace
 	dear saint
 	a bawd
 	I wake
 	play
 	dear love
 	Which you
 	all the world
 	my speed
 	The sun
 	mercy
 	the book
 	my grief
 	art
 	vengeance
 	this morning
 	law
 	this time
 	the ears
 	vault
 	a week
 	that hand
 	good fellow
 	Your love
 	maids
 	O lamentable day
 	toil
 	my sweet love
 	which we
 	a holy man
 	this fair corse
 	sighs
 	a gentleman
 	my young lady
 	t
 	Thy
 	anything
 	a joyful bride
 	question
 	your hands
 	my letter
 	a grave
 	slander
 	the measure
 	our heads
 	the nightingale
 	the fire
 	the devil
 	my ghostly father
 	torture
 	Scurvy knave
 	kinsmen
 	a villain
 	body
 	the hour
 	a friend
 	wit
 	Help
 	heir
 	Wednesday
 	fools
 	the mark
 	women
 	a case
 	God ye good den
 	proof
 	true love
 	thy lips
 	bones
 	shrift
 	lamb
 	sit
 	Wife
 	sin
 	his pleasure
 	quoth he
 	Say
 	truth
 	a scratch
 	the place
 	her cheek
 	the thing I
 	their
 	Gentlemen
 	art thou Romeo
 	well-a-day
 	Gregory
 	good den
 	his head
 	words
 	prayers
 	The world
 	this love
 	An I
 	swift
 	pilgrims
 	thou sham
 	his love
 	that Tybalt
 	thy heart
 	the word
 	ours
 	morning
 	thy cheeks
 	which he
 	a visor
 	Have
 	a hair
 	old Capulet
 	Cupid
 	clos
 	doomsday
 	your thumb
 	Ere he
 	Alack the day
 	Hie you
 	it you
 	home
 	your cousin
 	lead
 	anger him
 	the bottom
 	the cords
 	this day
 	My heart
 	Pray you
 	ear
 	monument
 	my foe
 	a trencher
 	chance
 	friends
 	the man
 	the lash
 	the infectious pestilence
 	blisters
 	his twisted gyves
 	The ape
 	a merry whoreson
 	thee mine
 	comfortable friar
 	each part
 	now Doth grace
 	the cave
 	Obey
 	thy rapier
 	knees humbly bow
 	Culling
 	Tybalt calls
 	'd likeness
 	hire post-horses
 	their maidenheads
 	the second cup
 	a merry man—took
 	a sin
 	the lady :O
 	unaccustom 'd cause
 	your tongue
 	a nobleman
 	a day
 	dust and stones
 	thy tears
 	some ill unlucky thing
 	st me bury
 	Thou and my bosom
 	him dead I
 	These times
 	him—dead—
 	rancour
 	their swords
 	his man
 	not thy nurse
 	this knot
 	this the poultice
 	My dearest cousin
 	protest
 	my chamber
 	a tithe pig
 	These griefs
 	the bak
 	all your state
 	triumph
 	Thy noble shape
 	awake
 	the mansion
 	Our instruments
 	Holding thine ear
 	a tortoise hung
 	the hopeful lady
 	thee my man
 	this girl
 	long love
 	quoth a'?—Gentlemen
 	his wisdom
 	the mean time
 	a lamb
 	my name
 	Henceforward I
 	moon I
 	fingers
 	good Benvolio
 	worser
 	his light feathers
 	our cancell
 	Towards him I
 	my bed
 	both Receive
 	Made
 	Conceit
 	revels
 	other griefs
 	good Juliet.— I
 	fair ladies
 	dear employment
 	that every part
 	thy beauty
 	ten thousand Tybalts
 	such antick
 	the sunset
 	a misbehav
 	the hate I
 	his grievance
 	my earth
 	good night
 	his intents I
 	my child my joys
 	your disposition
 	Musicians
 	Do ebb and flow
 	his shelves A beggarly account
 	a seeming man
 	pack
 	your child
 	willingly give cure
 	The heads
 	The citizens
 	unstuff 'd brain Doth couch his limbs
 	a round
 	'd a dream
 	thou art Dun
 	a dozen friends
 	a brace
 	the street
 	your dagger
 	my art,— A sleeping potion
 	ill-beseeming beast
 	a tedious tale
 	thou a poperin pear
 	a lover
 	a noise
 	flourishes his blade
 	faithful wife
 	my convoy
 	a fair presence
 	your bed
 	Mercutio and his brother Valentine
 	His looks I
 	which startles
 	dead men
 	it more sin
 	strike
 	forswear it
 	that wise men
 	My noble uncle
 	Young Adam Cupid
 	that day
 	evening mass
 	hazel eyes
 	Thou wouldst
 	bright angel
 	a note
 	rest Come
 	This vault
 	sweet division
 	O thou untaught
 	dates and quinces
 	such a gorgeous palace
 	hold
 	arm An envious thrust
 	word
 	A piteous corse
 	the rigour
 	bright eyes
 	the trunk
 	work
 	her heaviness
 	worn
 	their fingers
 	well-apparel
 	inauspicious stars
 	packthread
 	the manner
 	a kind
 	mine eyes
 	jest
 	Some aqua-vitæ
 	Lo
 	Revive
 	untalk
 	motion
 	end
 	more grief
 	the servants
 	the shoemaker
 	nuts
 	thou womb
 	This gentleman
 	the sport
 	Jack
 	his affections
 	place
 	That heaven
 	Didst thou
 	a thousand years
 	more clouds
 	scarlet straight
 	her consent
 	their own beauties
 	Cold death
 	her father
 	the gleek
 	ancient lady
 	Susan and she—God rest
 	the furious Tybalt
 	me a piece
 	a surgeon
 	Profaners
 	my very heart
 	accents!—'By Jesu
 	unharm
 	season
 	d. O brother Montague
 	wink
 	musty seeds
 	fair Juliet wake
 	those horses
 	wine
 	Contempt and beggary
 	modesty
 	'd feast
 	deck
 	precious-juiced flowers
 	Most miserable hour
 	saints lips
 	that fall
 	my desperate brains
 	my truckle-bed
 	thy body
 	her case
 	partisans
 	that it
 	the smallest spider
 	colliers
 	the ground I
 	some other letter
 	my mind
 	those fellows
 	O life
 	'd youth
 	a poor prisoner
 	Such comfort
 	The earth
 	thy eye
 	goodly gear
 	thy cheek
 	Chequering the eastern clouds
 	an execution
 	your son
 	Sojourn
 	the everlasting flint
 	thy likeness thou
 	thes
 	Affection
 	us to-day
 	shadows
 	any news
 	the doors
 	this case
 	my dear son
 	a grey eye
 	a joy
 	pensive daughter
 	The lady
 	daughters
 	arrow
 	untimely death Banish
 	me this jest
 	cheerful thoughts
 	side
 	Such mortal drugs I
 	logs
 	a madman
 	you me
 	mine enemy
 	my liege
 	no use
 	rise and stand
 	the very butcher
 	this speech
 	scarlet lip
 	a truth
 	lesser cause
 	murder her
 	O'er-cover
 	my short date
 	sour misfortune
 	his eyes
 	content
 	gold clasps locks
 	the sin
 	every tongue
 	my only hate
 	contagion
 	Haply
 	thy life I
 	name I
 	our decree
 	sleep and peace
 	The curfew bell
 	it good den
 	her tears
 	thee,— Madam
 	the city
 	Which way
 	grant thou
 	bitter gall
 	the morn
 	these arms
 	a rearward
 	the highmost hill
 	mine uncle Capulet
 	the term
 	Switch and spurs
 	every old man
 	The ground
 	warm youthful blood
 	this masque
 	O Tybalt
 	Thy fault our law
 	This wind you talk
 	thy grief
 	the steerage
 	four— She
 	My name
 	no worship
 	their spring
 	the inundation
 	wash
 	Bliss
 	like lightning
 	thy kinsman
 	his foe suppos
 	O prince
 	thy years
 	my lady wisdom
 	Holy Saint Francis
 	the great chamber
 	forsooth
 	neck
 	girls
 	this loathsome world
 	Uncle
 	tune
 	legs
 	very tall man
 	Thy drugs
 	more light
 	a golden axe
 	the taste
 	murder
 	all the veins
 	twenty hundred thousand times
 	the breath
 	thy hands
 	Dove-feather
 	his part
 	thee poison
 	By'r Lady
 	an I
 	the fairest stars
 	an O
 	the first and second cause
 	distance
 	st it
 	thy youth
 	coward
 	sycamore
 	the drudge
 	my temper
 	a disgrace
 	this neighbour-stained steel,—
 	a brawl
 	good goose
 	thy unhallow
 	me no thankings
 	her The form
 	My lips
 	their weapons
 	mind
 	cold fire
 	honest gentleman
 	melancholy bells
 	this state she
 	her best array
 	his sword prepar
 	Which the dark night
 	Fortune
 	thy friend
 	the very first house
 	Staying
 	Answer me
 	her head
 	years Ere I
 	Gorg 'd
 	The collars
 	tutor
 	This afternoon
 	My blood
 	ornament
 	my wit
 	Thou sober-suited matron
 	mickle
 	this weak flower Poison
 	heaven itself
 	all eyes gaze
 	his soul
 	no part
 	his windows
 	fire and powder
 	The quarrel
 	speedy help
 	a lovely gentleman
 	him company
 	the guests
 	we mask
 	baleful weeds
 	a ring
 	both our remedies
 	'd Romeo
 	proverb
 	wantons
 	it my lady mother
 	true and faithful Juliet
 	the demesnes
 	her age
 	that exile
 	shriv
 	taste the wormwood
 	R
 	more spices
 	Which the commission
 	their spheres
 	my invocation
 	this yew-tree
 	a spirit
 	an interest
 	I. Peace
 	Lucentio
 	nephew
 	post he
 	it hop
 	no unconstant toy
 	this marriage he
 	thy eyes
 	no pulse
 	Above the clouds
 	these trees
 	a grief
 	Romeo cries
 	Couple it
 	my fay
 	the joint-stools
 	pure gold
 	Now old desire
 	bread
 	Quarrel
 	a Jack
 	any other home
 	forsworn
 	watch
 	An she
 	my enemy
 	our solemnity this night
 	your ladyship
 	hell itself
 	my word
 	tips
 	Hunting thee
 	an emperor
 	Remnants
 	a very flower
 	The tears
 	Whiter
 	sacrific
 	No faith
 	Romeo press
 	loving terms
 	trouble Peter
 	a common bound
 	all days
 	which stains
 	gentle Romeo
 	my haviour light
 	ears
 	tomb
 	me friendship
 	Proportion
 	Lies
 	civil night
 	him disparagement
 	goodnight
 	part your canker
 	civil hands
 	this borrow
 	the painter
 	your cheeks
 	A crutch
 	he not home to-night
 	Run
 	your nine lives
 	a name I
 	her fortune
 	all Montagues
 	gentleman
 	every man
 	that report
 	the Montague
 	Montague—
 	approach
 	discovery
 	many eyes
 	the siege
 	Proud
 	confusion
 	dear hap
 	That living mortals
 	thy hair
 	thrusts and blows
 	a dog
 	pity
 	behaviour
 	these ill news
 	my mistresses
 	her fan
 	ill
 	coz
 	my iron dagger
 	his nets
 	this world
 	our sides
 	the constable
 	anon Drums
 	grief shows
 	a better love
 	this second marriage
 	well-seeming forms
 	a lenten pie
 	A gentler judgment vanish
 	a mutiny
 	last yourself
 	the terror
 	thy joy
 	a husband
 	torment me
 	the operation
 	fourteen years
 	himself talk
 	thou respect
 	speak
 	Bid her
 	st my daughter
 	the sweeter rest
 	the hand
 	teach the torches
 	thousand times
 	quarrelling
 	every cat
 	my weapon
 	a loathed enemy
 	sweet milk
 	this work
 	the Capel
 	thy dog
 	My father Capulet
 	no healthsome air
 	though fond nature bids us
 	Cry
 	search
 	this sentence
 	that blows
 	which grief It
 	such vile matter
 	the heel
 	catch
 	thy tale
 	You tallow face
 	no sharp-ground knife
 	the maid
 	a good lady
 	tide
 	a lamp
 	'd meats
 	a hundred words
 	Good heart
 	Verona walls
 	a bloody piteous corse
 	A pair
 	myself to-night
 	'd time
 	Sups the fair Rosaline
 	This day
 	The son
 	the mouth
 	Benedicite
 	O heavy day
 	to't
 	O flesh
 	their enmity
 	yet thy sighs
 	the dial
 	Thy dear love
 	their amorous rites
 	it presses
 	things
 	a rich jewel
 	little atomies Athwart men
 	Herself pois
 	this sepulchre
 	one Paris
 	'd her daughter
 	The horrible conceit
 	Our solemn hymns
 	such an eye
 	my suit
 	I none
 	rail
 	consents
 	noble County Paris
 	traffick
 	thoughts
 	His agile arm
 	the child
 	a feeling loss
 	the stock
 	divers kind We
 	death Thou
 	very weak dealing
 	his rest
 	a conduit
 	Speakest thou
 	a deal
 	their true descent
 	jointure
 	your native spring
 	the confines
 	st pale
 	the old bench
 	this second match
 	st thy shape
 	knock and enter
 	sack The hateful mansion
 	this one
 	the dew-dropping
 	this noble earl
 	Poor
 	the search
 	Dead art thou
 	hills
 	Groan
 	nimble soles
 	shrift to-day
 	his new doublet
 	the circumstance
 	The most you
 	unnatural sleep
 	a dump we
 	a parson
 	conjur
 	her airy tongue
 	the gossamer
 	me a mistress
 	that plant
 	looks
 	all bedaub
 	his view
 	the heart
 	mocker
 	birth
 	the furthest sea
 	your messages yourself
 	heart-sick
 	To-night she
 	dreams
 	vanity
 	dignity
 	our feast
 	thievish ways
 	seek
 	a wind
 	that dream
 	Day
 	Echo
 	A fortnight
 	she— Peace
 	dearer lord
 	this count I
 	'd you
 	a martial scorn
 	these sorrows
 	sweet bait
 	the life
 	some Paris
 	crows
 	little stars
 	fright you
 	a portly gentleman
 	a sudden calm
 	enemies
 	An ill-beseeming semblance
 	the streets
 	proceeding
 	our scene
 	pots
 	everything
 	Thou wretched boy
 	Let
 	Ho
 	thy mistress
 	Doth
 	wake her
 	the blood
 	Thy tears
 	a trifling foolish banquet
 	thy son
 	an we
 	Two such opposed foes
 	the bridegroom
 	prologue
 	mine eye
 	rest you
 	lamps
 	accident
 	post
 	Good king
 	Me they
 	An open et cætera
 	gaze
 	the plate
 	our five wits
 	Any man
 	despair
 	Heaven and yourself
 	thy parts
 	this foul murder
 	Fain
 	thee death
 	no friendly drop
 	my bones
 	presence
 	our good meaning
 	all the days
 	Poison
 	Women
 	her mine
 	her mind
 	more care
 	My dismal scene I
 	new robes
 	much abus
 	present death
 	his paramour
 	such rate
 	The stony entrance
 	Mantus
 	thy wild acts
 	Hang
 	fought
 	The fearful passage
 	the wind-swift
 	good carriage
 	My grave
 	form
 	This letter he
 	a jealous-hood
 	my wits
 	daughter Juliet
 	uncle
 	the reach
 	An old hare hoar
 	one speak
 	a penny
 	Juliet thy love
 	Verona streets
 	counsel
 	our foe
 	one little body Thou
 	weak childish bow she
 	tender Juliet match
 	death Have they
 	O friar
 	Patience
 	butt-shaft
 	her store
 	wolvish-ravening lamb
 	their worth
 	Sir
 	A bawd
 	a ring she
 	meagre
 	gold :O
 	prayer
 	Sin
 	God ye good morrow
 	me the letter
 	A madman
 	Which once untangled much misfortune
 	all the admired beauties
 	a rapier
 	envious streaks
 	his beauty
 	a buried corse
 	Her waggoner
 	these ambiguities
 	lead So stakes me
 	Blister
 	the night spirits resort
 	his house
 	fair sun
 	you this afternoon
 	my lady and my wife
 	you a wife
 	face And find delight writ
 	twain
 	the airy region stream
 	my betossed soul
 	occasion
 	an Ethiop
 	Romeo Come
 	Most lamentable day
 	that cheek
 	Hadst thou no poison mix
 	black word death
 	apology
 	this fair maid
 	the argument
 	his son
 	I the master
 	Five times
 	they list
 	a shirt
 	much danger
 	old riband
 	effect I
 	a messenger
 	the frozen bosom
 	a kiss I
 	no power
 	My daughter he
 	kiss thy lips
 	Mis-shapen chaos
 	the heavens
 	his own fingers
 	flask
 	pen
 	chances
 	charge
 	the beetle brows
 	son and heir
 	Therefore thy earliness
 	the bosom
 	tis you
 	:o
 	my fair niece Rosaline
 	the all-seeing sun Ne'er
 	serpents
 	a tavern claps me his sword
 	My true love
 	Their course
 	holy sir
 	his mortal hurt
 	brows
 	stratagems
 	this fair volume
 	signal
 	this drivelling love
 	our further pleasure
 	my old age
 	thy grave
 	'd spirit Lifts me
 	leave
 	Thy lips
 	her kinsman
 	one May stand
 	A glooming peace
 	his pilgrimage
 	thy good heart
 	gentlewoman
 	a wife
 	this bed
 	a crow
 	thy gold
 	nothing but vain fantasy
 	thee this night
 	These happy masks
 	that didst
 	his needy shop
 	thy breast
 	the rank poison
 	have violent ends
 	all combin
 	this yielding
 	Doting
 	good-counsel
 	these masterless
 	the stain
 	the kinsman
 	rank 'd
 	a hole
 	thou no letters
 	the bridal bed
 	methinks I
 	my kinsmen
 	my coz
 	yond
 	curtsies
 	him.—
 	womanish fear
 	st I
 	fantasticoes
 	this delay
 	this churchyard side
 	black fate
 	Good thou
 	healths
 	Both you
 	stair
 	the bride
 	these two days
 	Cynthia
 	more food
 	d. Marry
 	more courtship
 	holy marriage
 	you he
 	thy light
 	her breath
 	early tongue
 	a fiend
 	comfort her
 	my forefathers
 	you and rosemary
 	yonder knight
 	woeful day
 	proportion
 	good Romeo
 	Enough
 	Wash they his wounds
 	her scope
 	it likely thou
 	our masters and us their men
 	young Petruchio
 	empty boxes
 	bitter conduct
 	wealth
 	sweet discourses
 	Digressing
 	counsel me
 	live
 	Courage
 	young baggage
 	usest none
 	Vitruvio
 	the break
 	three long hours
 	perjuries
 	Her whip
 	dancing shoes
 	trouble you
 	an unkind hour
 	dank dew
 	a face
 	Time
 	Retain
 	stain
 	Cupid wings
 	such sweet sorrow
 	old Free-town
 	this same wayward girl
 	us but this only child
 	soul
 	Down
 	thee my lord
 	Therefore thy kinsmen
 	my brother
 	Immoderately she
 	faithful vow
 	The grey-ey
 	a tomb
 	best array
 	her place
 	stay dinner
 	poor my lord
 	a torch?—muffle me
 	my cousin Tybalt
 	these confusions
 	winter
 	An you re us
 	the place death
 	the cell
 	a gossip
 	another man
 	Three civil brawls
 	man art thou
 	heavy burden
 	purg
 	an R.
 	a usurer
 	A peevish self-will
 	our lights
 	this fatal brawl
 	the earthquake
 	Art thou a man
 	thee joyful tidings
 	a minute
 	my maidenhead
 	true honour bring
 	Our wedding cheer
 	a ladder
 	unattainted eye
 	the ground whereon
 	immortal part
 	dove
 	end motion
 	the lightning
 	that same ancient vault
 	the dove-house wall
 	goodman boy
 	remember
 	good my friend
 	thy fortune
 	Rebellious subjects
 	Sweet flower
 	an eagle
 	truce
 	no foot
 	pretty fool
 	this same ancient feast
 	fire-ey
 	empty tigers
 	a candle holder
 	Flies
 	an unaccustom
 	Lovers
 	Killing
 	her womb children
 	birds
 	his name.—If he
 	solace
 	torn
 	Meaning
 	cock-a-hoop
 	the prompter
 	maid
 	window
 	Warm and new kill
 	our person
 	a morning
 	these heartless hinds
 	her mother
 	our morning
 	this humour
 	Your plantain leaf
 	the wrenching iron
 	none but I
 	that dim monument
 	to-night
 	bound
 	forbear this outrage
 	answer
 	half
 	Thy beauty
 	share the glory
 	your pernicious rage
 	next we
 	that Rosaline
 	the bawdy hand
 	his eyesight
 	your woes
 	the immortal passado
 	our state
 	a scourge
 	This precious book
 	a most sharp sauce
 	Affliction
 	oppression starveth
 	d. You
 	Pursu
 	that she
 	his lips
 	Juliet and her Romeo
 	This letter
 	No better term
 	our counsel
 	receipt
 	a joyful woman
 	gory swords
 	the kind prince
 	that there adjacent lie
 	Your tributary drops
 	fires
 	his beard
 	apothecary
 	such prolixity
 	my joy
 	the worser
 	this contract to-night
 	thy centre
 	living
 	O honey nurse
 	those eyes
 	this shame
 	Eyes
 	my counsel
 	Do thou
 	t'other side
 	The letter
 	some villanous shame
 	no slander
 	dishonour
 	good cousin Capulet
 	The law
 	monster
 	Bondage
 	dear sake thou
 	his leg
 	circumstance descry
 	that tongue
 	no hatred
 	orb
 	Romeo he cries
 	Tis torture
 	Blind
 	Unworthy
 	Some comfort
 	true qualities
 	thy foot I
 	it bitter , pretty fool
 	the sun exhales
 	their breaths
 	Wert thou
 	him eyes
 	think
 	very good meat
 	An alligator stuff
 	those bloody hands
 	huge waste
 	bold Mercutio
 	thou some new infection
 	yourself
 	Black
 	a form
 	my prayers
 	his maids
 	That presses them
 	t they
 	bite
 	O serpent heart
 	chain me
 	Your part
 	Come Lammas-eve
 	this dire night
 	your French slop
 	thyself and these woes
 	Driving back shadows
 	friend
 	No money
 	me my long sword
 	A right fair mark
 	his own affections
 	the end
 	your adversary And yours
 	brains
 	such a villain
 	his shaft
 	all my hopes
 	Juliet wills it
 	flowers
 	a prince
 	the powerful grace
 	Verona art thou
 	hand Murder
 	two-and-forty hours
 	My back
 	some ill
 	your rude brawls
 	this so sudden business
 	no figure
 	smooth thy name
 	your fine joints
 	ancient citizens
 	his looks
 	thy teat
 	The more I
 	This love feel I
 	their grave beseeming ornaments
 	slay
 	seal
 	voices
 	Tickle
 	your marriage
 	Call
 	anger
 	Howlings
 	dragon
 	his fingers
 	A grave
 	loathed toad change eyes
 	drizzle dew
 	a love
 	O break
 	the best friend I
 	names the writing person
 	the singleness
 	saucy merchant
 	tatter 'd weeds
 	st or seest
 	st Tybalt
 	Your worship
 	fair I
 	some half
 	a careful father
 	Dido
 	The noble Paris
 	a subject
 	Good
 	Bid a sick man
 	a kitchen-wench
 	Gallop
 	sweet my mother
 	their spite
 	tis much pride
 	the course
 	one respect I
 	O calm
 	sale
 	his chamber pens himself
 	thy form cries
 	The time
 	enamour
 	Your lady mother
 	a sad burial feast
 	thy sheath
 	the fairer face
 	a sword
 	me dispute
 	Good Peter
 	meantime forbear
 	shop
 	walking
 	shot
 	heap
 	thirty years
 	my husband—God
 	the appertaining rage
 	merit
 	this palace
 	The game
 	your back
 	rate her
 	the worshipp
 	foul mouth
 	gnat
 	the true ground
 	curious eye
 	light wings
 	golden sleep
 	misadventure
 	saints
 	cloak
 	twenty such Jacks
 	thy sword
 	your great enemy
 	outrage
 	your mis-temper 'd weapons
 	my eyesight
 	a bird
 	a pitiful case
 	Begot
 	The pretty wretch
 	the sweetest lady—Lord
 	a club
 	and—Good den
 	thy man
 	God shield
 	Thee
 	the nipple
 	A lightning
 	Sharp misery
 	life clos
 	candles
 	all Christian souls!—
 	this way
 	Methinks I
 	all dissemblers
 	me a case
 	this sight
 	his pilcher
 	divinest show
 	their heads
 	unbruised youth
 	Romeo Hath
 	the hams
 	Romeo slew him
 	the all-cheering sun
 	every married lineament
 	this same monument
 	that one word
 	a rat
 	their pride Ere we
 	honest gentlemen
 	Vile earth
 	Fear me
 	this intrusion
 	famine
 	soonest hit
 	a sweet goose
 	good , good nurse
 	the sun sets
 	sport
 	thine eye
 	my bones ache
 	you my help
 	desperate men
 	good fellows
 	a simple choice
 	a woman
 	hist
 	Good faith
 	these keys
 	more validity
 	hiss
 	The exchange
 	this osier cage
 	your gossips
 	that heaven
 	myself a tyrant
 	your time
 	the tables
 	the deadly level
 	Romeo Leap
 	the wind
 	such a waggoner
 	all this day
 	The excuse
 	a name
 	death :O
 	an impatient child
 	his tongue
 	this same needy man
 	the town
 	this Romeo
 	Prince
 	Which mannerly devotion shows
 	your friends
 	mandrakes
 	The boy
 	that house
 	the serving-creature
 	that bare vowel
 	re you
 	as good he
 	stretches
 	I joy
 	these two foes
 	some business
 	this spade
 	satisfaction
 	these three hours
 	their high
 	learning
 	heavenly eloquence
 	my wish
 	your tears
 	Beauty
 	Juliet pin
 	gentle Paris
 	mad :O
 	death mis-term
 	marr
 	this resolve
 	A whispering tale
 	the fresh morning
 	direction
 	his light
 	us minstrels
 	no joy
 	disobedient opposition
 	an unstain
 	minister
 	an thou
 	me Paris
 	case
 	is't
 	Hood my unmann 'd blood
 	a snowy dove
 	the thoughts
 	cure
 	his remedy
 	shrieks
 	this salt flood
 	A great suspicion
 	beguil
 	Happiness courts thee
 	force
 	some great kinsman
 	such needful ornaments
 	brow
 	the strangers
 	his death
 	some spite
 	Back
 	Good prudence
 	a gun
 	choice Lies my consent
 	this same place
 	pursu
 	the abbey wall
 	a vault
 	thee they
 	That same villain
 	some occasion
 	most woeful day
 	another benefice
 	pothecary
 	my lady you
 	no treason
 	the fatal loins
 	Dry sorrow drinks our blood
 	bloody Tybalt
 	the mind oppress
 	this unlook
 	thy poverty
 	Content thee
 	their office
 	our house
 	a winning match
 	a little prating thing,—O
 	an agate-stone
 	my death
 	heaven!—O wife
 	the light
 	gentle night
 	fruit
 	my rude hand
 	a hand
 	Antony
 	break
 	new baptiz
 	This night I
 	true use
 	no such sight
 	purple fountains
 	the mad blood
 	thy way
 	my knees
 	no crotchets
 	'd wisdom
 	one heavy bier
 	Pink
 	the envious moon
 	a dream
 	her natural bosom
 	O fortune
 	holy physic
 	'd such necessaries
 	Your looks
 	tis twenty years
 	My lord and you
 	no law
 	no stop
 	no notice
 	speed
 	Alla stoccata
 	Canker 'd
 	this mattock
 	word ill urg
 	lasting labour
 	Adversity
 	Pitiful sight
 	this black strife
 	her hand
 	the jest
 	O'er courtiers
 	all naught
 	mov
 	O you The doors
 	world
 	thy best robes
 	that hour
 	which I
 	our joy
 	our toil
 	This night you
 	me strength
 	their books
 	all the field
 	the high top-gallant
 	O woeful , woeful , woeful day
 	the margent
 	Arms
 	thy black mantle
 	rage
 	The people
 	this rage
 	holy nuns
 	all thy veins
 	my lady I
 	painted bow
 	her silver sound—
 	him home
 	the heads
 	thy ways
 	noon
 	Men
 	he breath 'd defiance
 	stopp
 	my teeth—
 	one ask
 	his grave
 	No nightingale
 	myself excus
 	flowers thy bridal bed I
 	the sentence
 	knife
 	their children
 	Dry
 	a crutch
 	the world they
 	Holy Franciscan friar
 	power
 	yet near day
 	a torch-bearer
 	the valour
 	minstrels
 	some meteor
 	the blind bow-boy
 	her favour
 	an eye
 	a certain text
 	stone
 	cloudy night
 	st my head
 	My very friend
 	villain cousin
 	violence
 	Unhappy fortune
 	break it
 	Jesu Maria
 	poor Romeo
 	stand
 	such sour company
 	Sweet Montague
 	this holy act
 	that voice
 	her womb
 	scathe you.—I
 	dagger
 	burning
 	Too great oppression
 	instruments
 	thy mood
 	the slip
 	an inch narrow
 	a tenderkiss
 	Come Pentecost
 	the public haunt
 	a Juliet
 	determine
 	meant love
 	these hot days
 	your consent
 	the truth
 	stainless maidenhoods
 	Displant a town
 	you men
 	no breath
 	the—No
 	twenty pieces
 	stealth
 	a wound
 	A hall
 	Thy husband
 	mine own fortune
 	none ill
 	God gi
 	Good gentle youth
 	the street cry Romeo
 	purgatory
 	honourable reckoning
 	groan
 	our side
 	me counsel
 	A troubled mind
 	hollow perjury
 	thy bird
 	The cover
 	my misery
 	fair use Revolts
 	mortals
 	mine age
 	Young Romeo
 	This neighbour air
 	your face
 	overwhelming brows
 	abuses
 	the garish sun
 	mortal paradise
 	small victory
 	O churl
 	much I
 	The heavens
 	the volume
 	my brotherhood
 	Tis almost morning
 	wormwood
 	all myself
 	taste
 	a sight
 	her tomb
 	me a torch
 	thy shape
 	the villain lives
 	midwife
 	aught
 	my reputation stain
 	your leaves
 	film
 	A precious ring
 	free men
 	thee cords
 	a young cockerel
 	vitæ
 	his manly breast
 	field
 	temper it
 	my cheek
 	civil blood
 	this anatomy
 	some house
 	briefly
 	thy gracious self
 	you him to-day
 	my heart!—poor
 	noble parentage
 	Jesu
 	Her chariot
 	our order
 	the whole depth
 	one short minute
 	flower
 	'd grave
 	your broken shin
 	Villain and he
 	dim night Depart
 	coach-makers
 	the price
 	No warmth
 	crown 'd Sole monarch
 	holy Laurence
 	good son
 	one foot
 	thorn
 	O holy friar
 	a team
 	tis no wit
 	thy assistant
 	dear mercy
 	Accurs
 	a fire
 	her promotion
 	me wail
 	Tis well thou art
 	my page
 	good manners
 	your rosemary
 	the bounds
 	more light!—For shame
 	every knave
 	this tassel-gentle
 	Towards Phœbus
 	'd and sullen wench
 	this letter
 	a whit
 	brine Hath wash
 	the table
 	Nightly
 	the room
 	repetition
 	O most wicked fiend
 	a fine
 	tutor me
 	fellowship
 	the rood
 	his pencil
 	tail
 	me some present counsel
 	Helen and Hero hildings
 	safety
 	my unworthiest hand This holy shrine
 	many orisons
 	a crow-keeper
 	sound
 	the hollow ground
 	thy tongue
 	a white wench
 	His help
 	Tis all one
 	souls
 	her fine foot
 	The roses
 	menace me
 	My naked weapon
 	his ropery
 	my teen
 	seek happy nights
 	mothers
 	thy chambermaids
 	'd thy sallow cheeks
 	little mouse
 	my tongue
 	all these hideous fears
 	liars
 	st the mask
 	blows us
 	quote deformities
 	dexterity
 	me she
 	Which heavy sorrow
 	an apothecary
 	an ill thing
 	My leisure
 	thou not laugh
 	a pair
 	he not Romeo call
 	heralds
 	James Soundpost
 	more woe
 	A lover
 	dear father
 	the canker death
 	rich Capulet
 	old folks
 	darkness
 	displeas
 	O nurse
 	no love
 	womb
 	A dateless bargain
 	Utter your gravity
 	Susan
 	sweet repose
 	path and Titan
 	your heart
 	one kiss
 	these poor compounds
 	a sudden one
 	delay We
 	a greeting
 	hilding
 	my comfort
 	hard-hearted wench
 	thy canopy
 	them women
 	d. Ay
 	my son
 	my good lord
 	my true knight
 	thy life
 	thy chamber
 	his last farewell
 	these new tuners
 	O loving hate
 	a stranger
 	the two hours
 	action
 	my obsequies and true love
 	his death-bed
 	depart
 	my heart abhors
 	this distilled liquor
 	good sweet nurse
 	many mine
 	Which modern lamentation
 	O any thing
 	strong proof
 	nothing but discords
 	an ancient receptacle
 	the voice
 	my visage
 	dead to-night
 	death and night
 	his brow shame
 	you this night
 	Good pilgrim
 	Supper
 	the prettiest babe
 	my closet
 	hasty powder fir
 	any gentlewoman
 	horses
 	door
 	merit bliss
 	a pretty piece
 	company
 	thy lord
 	'd runsgate
 	Mass
 	O dear account
 	The valiant Paris
 	Tis but the pale reflex
 	hour
 	her lap
 	doves draw Love
 	his bauble
 	To-morrow
 	a courtier
 	a sigh
 	my mother
 	Your
 	this direful murder
 	young waverer
 	joints
 	d. She
 	discolour
 	one or two men
 	yonder tower
 	this penury
 	A thing
 	sense
 	thy Juliet
 	dress
 	hie
 	my master news
 	you the serving-creature
 	comfort
 	the woe others
 	Graze
 	many days
 	this face
 	his look
 	Nightly she
 	my holy order
 	short work
 	fear or doubt
 	a soul
 	one hand
 	the hag
 	the hay
 	all these piteous woes We
 	a braggart
 	softest music
 	her that Paris
 	yellow chapless skulls
 	A pack
 	The shady curtains
 	their parents
 	bare my letter
 	a caitiff wretch
 	my true love
 	the stars
 	some want
 	pleasure
 	care lodges
 	her bed
 	dream
 	himself an artificial night
 	grasshoppers
 	Dian
 	help
 	misadventur 'd piteous overthrows
 	bowl
 	My child
 	your pate
 	his haste
 	an age
 	quarrels
 	old Tiberio
 	the fair daughter
 	Full half
 	that my master slew him
 	vile Montague
 	a cave
 	Hark you
 	me twenty cunning cooks
 	her brow
 	slaughter 'd youth
 	sullen dirges
 	my resolution
 	Grief
 	its brow A bump
 	lath
 	no ears
 	Romeo bear thee
 	further woe
 	thy rotten jaws
 	return
 	a grandsire phrase
 	food
 	my extremes and me
 	comfort you
 	Sovereign
 	the bridegroom he
 	a hall
 	I desire some confidence
 	that crystal scales
 	star-cross 'd lovers
 	O sweet Juliet
 	her severity
 	his intents
 	ashes
 	the life-weary taker
 	some other maid
 	thy mother
 	you thanks
 	a sepulchre
 	One pain
 	wench
 	Saints
 	prais
 	thy death
 	brother
 	we scarce thought us
 	thou dar
 	yesternight Return
 	The slip
 	silver all these fruit-tree tops,— O
 	an unmade grave
 	a toad
 	thou day
 	Signior Valentio and his cousin Tybalt
 	that faith return
 	my office
 	trusty
 	you quarrel
 	liking move
 	mangled it
 	My bosom
 	more joy
 	tongue Unfold the imagin
 	pupil mine
 	Thou fond mad man
 	That slew
 	paradise
 	carrion flies
 	his own tears
 	the charm
 	None
 	a fair lady
 	little worm
 	a blow
 	this father
 	past joy
 	yet thy head
 	no strength
 	thy swan
 	My poverty
 	ask
 	'd happiness
 	Lucio and the lively Helena
 	my need
 	that deceit
 	no end
 	fury :O
 	Unwieldy
 	his deep sighs
 	Call Peter
 	a fool
 	My house
 	lamentation
 	beggars
 	that vast shore wash
 	our intents
 	young lady
 	give room
 	a sweet sound
 	his liberty
 	that time it
 	own word
 	many virtues
 	number
 	Thou pout
 	that kiss
 	'd death
 	Her eye discourses
 	fees
 	they so shriek
 	Your mother
 	our judgment
 	residence and medicine power
 	thy stay
 	that he
 	grubs and eyeless skulls
 	this a lamentable thing
 	the monument
 	a triumphant grave
 	sense thou
 	'd haughty Montague
 	his sweet leaves
 	No matter
 	this way to-night
 	no opportunity
 	storm
 	a jest
 	master
 	the herald
 	dash
 	you burden love
 	the damned use
 	Jove
 	madmen
 	our streets
 	sudden haste
 	kind
 	Out—
 	no eyes
 	vial
 	thou art swift
 	your passado
 	youth
 	bride
 	cost
 	marriage
 	the tidings
 	my pump
 	dishonourable , vile submission
 	that woe sound.—
 	devil art thou
 	drier logs
 	tongues
 	thine enemy
 	your veins
 	any other name
 	Father
 	thy help
 	idles
 	wake you
 	gall
 	ready stand
 	A rime I
 	his thanks
 	Doing more murders
 	some other name
 	sharps
 	the inconstant moon
 	A man
 	the letter
 	your neck
 	some grief shows
 	us thanks
 	treacherous revolt
 	the County Paris
 	a dried herring
 	my master and another fought
 	these years
 	near ally
 	'd this orchard wall
 	Signior Placentio
 	a fearful point
 	d. A right good mark-man
 	spy a kind
 	I anger her
 	an alderman
 	bosom
 	the angry Mab
 	the pantry
 	my sweet prepare
 	pure and vestal modesty
 	my fiddlestick
 	his dear blood
 	windows
 	the gate
 	cover
 	her sorrow
 	thy bosom
 	gainst Thursday
 	severest law
 	my kin
 	past cure
 	stones
 	the next night
 	my ears
 	true birth
 	a pestilent knave
 	a French salutation
 	unfirm
 	untimely death
 	O my brother
 	Tybalt company
 	true Romeo
 	two years
 	old grub
 	my unrest
 	The fiery Tybalt
 	that title
 	Thy face
 	old cakes
 	justice
 	a needy time
 	Thy purpose marriage
 	the wealth
 	penalty
 	Blubbering
 	her fellows shows
 	my gossip Venus one fair word
 	his lady lie
 	fiend
 	Earth-treading stars
 	cords
 	thy peace
 	them a measure
 	me none
 	son It rains
 	beams
 	her silver
 	the wanton summer air
 	the universal earth
 	dear love—
 	farewell compliment
 	breast
 	compliments
 	thee tidings
 	all respects
 	the cook
 	a highway
 	thy skill
 	:O courteous Tybalt
 	some poison
 	dear Romeo
 	a sisterhood
 	Thou villain Capulet
 	the gentlewoman
 	'd sun Peer
 	any liquid thing you
 	the golden story
 	such a quarrel
 	foreign throats
 	Life and these lips
 	tree
 	'd me
 	theirs
 	thy part
 	these strange flies
 	the parties
 	touch
 	see
 	me his letter
 	myself and many other friends
 	our stage
 	sea
 	tender
 	the cheek
 	knees
 	matter
 	Some word
 	his substance
 	Part
 	The orchard walls
 	O woeful day
 	good soul
 	rite
 	the housewife
 	his heir
 	Balthasar
 	our daughter
 	It strains me
 	aspir
 	thy swashing blow
 	Against
 	cram thee
 	the mire
 	this hour my man
 	sweet-heart
 	More torches
 	silver-sweet sound lovers
 	a-fire
 	Now seeming sweet convert
 	my kinsman
 	my poor house look
 	their hate
 	the new-made bridegroom
 	thy three-hours wife
 	a madness
 	My bounty
 	much bound
 	the pastry
 	an antick face
 	that rough touch
 	thine own defence
 	some strange nature
 	pure love
 	my flesh
 	manners
 	this bloody knife
 	my lips the sin
 	true beauty
 	Hugh Rebeck
 	You kiss
 	Feather
 	open outcry
 	these accidents
 	fares my Juliet
 	yond gentleman
 	dun
 	your livery
 	my halidom
 	happy time
 	King Cophetua lov
 	us the counterfeit fairly last night
 	even such delight
 	a quarter
 	my study
 	mine eye Maintains
 	fights
 	the pump
 	more peril
 	Romeo slew Tybalt
 	merriment
 	e'er thou
 	God mark thee
 	that doctrine
 	no pity
 	some joyful news
 	all lament
 	Gentle Mercutio
 	me some merry dump
 	your wit
 	plants
 	shrift this afternoon
 	our entrance
 	pilgrim
 	their different greeting
 	the hair
 	these enemies?—Capulet
 	part these men
 	Romeo seal
 	Uncomfortable time
 	fair gentlewoman
 	the searchers
 	me dead;— Strange dream
 	Italy
 	my sight
 	O hateful day
 	my state
 	'd her kinsman Tybalt
 	that Juliet
 	a silk thread
 	Two households
 	O woeful time
 	anguish
 	an honour
 	a smock
 	County Anselme and his
 	choler
 	the unruly spleen
 	A challenge
 	grant
 	thy heaviness
 	that vow Do I
 	This dagger
 	The fish lives
 	One writ
 	all the rest
 	Cheerly
 	town
 	Hold thy desperate hand
 	jocund day Stands
 	This bud
 	their heels
 	the god
 	purpose
 	the fair creature
 	which their keepers
 	me a grave man
 	such falsehood
 	the porter
 	thou her maid art
 	his new shoes
 	Pale
 	a princox
 	she none
 	Hang him
 	morrow
 	My sword
 	Betroth
 	a body
 	my memory
 	An honour
 	marchpane
 	damned hate
 	the stroke
 	Which she
 	a wit
 	a new-made grave
 	Simon Catling
 	shape
 	his legs
 	good counsel :O
 	a lanthorn
 	O'er ladies
 	light love
 	depriv
 	Phæthon
 	these pardonnez-mois
 	bladders
 	them gaze
 	the injuries
 	my errand
 	the appetite
 	bright smoke
 	Talk
 	a thought
 	Some five and twenty years
 	this alliance
 	couple
 	Most detestable death
 	my cheeks
 	true shrift
 	the likeness
 	the drawer
 	Night
 	a coil
 	wings
 	thou didst love
 	that siege
 	one poor and loving child
 	their backs
 	our ears
 	his roe
 	thou this vial
 	thine own ignorance
 	strife
 	good morrow
 	yonder window breaks
 	st thou we
 	your moved prince
 	fair maid
 	Transparent heretics
 	lovely nieces
 	a dead man interr
 	lusty young men
 	she affections
 	lusty gentlemen
 	a very gross kind
 	their fatal points
 	palm
 	sight
 	my side
 	their death bury their parents
 	pale
 	ourselves
 	the spirit
 	Three words
 	respective lenity
 	you share
 	twinkle
 	your clothes
 	Saint Francis
 	Clubs
 	her hand :O
 	Piteous predicament
 	Boy
 	patient
 	A sin-absolver
 	rul
 	their own kisses sin
 	no limit
 	this ring
 	their death-mark
 	his flirt-gills
 	this present shame
 	your reverence—love
 	step
 	these my hands
 	happy mothers
 	a virtuous,—Where
 	the singer
 	our time
 	my good son
 	our pipes
 	deceas
 	the men
 	this wedding-day
 	more price
 	two more summers
 	stony limits
 	straight leg
 	Old Montague
 	Abate thy valour
 	Misshapen
 	a silk button
 	the properer man
 	time Every good hap
 	The pox
 	the moon
 	blood remov
 	my intents
 	death himself
 	my son-in-law
 	old partisans
 	thou com
 	a jaunce
 	odd days
 	that murderer
 	this reverend
 	this body
 	the white wonder
 	any he
 	that e'er time
 	his heart cleft
 	no other reason
 	this county
 	all the heaven
 	a sudden day
 	all my fortunes
 	her death
 	boys
 	our drift
 	more wit
 	that same tongue
 	Signior Romeo
 	all posterity
 	My ears
 	a beauteous flower
 	angels
 	a pitch
 	A dram
 	me my Romeo
 	Susan Grindstone and Nell
 	sour woe
 	cheeks
 	their head
 	Signior Martino and his wife
 	your bosom
 	your ears
 	that sense
 	Romeo turn
 	That book
 	dog
 	my cousin Romeo
 	O true apothecary
 	good Capulet
 	an honourable villain
 	chat
 	a suit
 	my humour
 	cruel death
 	strange love
 	her statue
 	the bud bit
 	'd him
 	Some Juliet
 	The precious treasure
 	excuses
 	Mab
 	twenty men
 	it May
 	sails
 	a curse
 	thee a weak slave
 	arithmetic
 	more terror
 	smiles
 	kisses dream
 	the love I
 	twould anger him
 	your swords
 	the store
 	Her blood
 	tis a shame
 	Beg
 	A most courteous exposition
 	his fearful date
 	this hand
 	a thousand times
 	harlots
 	my only life
 	no Cupid hood-wink 'd
 	A villain
 	thy company
 	age
 	wilful choler meeting
 	Do lace
 	no issue
 	another sin
 	the prick
 	young men
 	our monument
 	this holy kiss
 	my heart itself
 	the tale thou
 	wilfulness
 	the moonshine
 	the fume
 	tombs
 	her lord
 	one thing
 	renown
 	A jealous-hood
 	the infant rind
 	the purpose
 	his native progress
 	my business
 	my number
 	breaches
 	my poor heart
 	they kiss consume
 	the sweetest honey
 	ill-shap 'd fishes
 	the secret night
 	such merchandise
 	part and part
 	a felon
 	The measure
 	the punto
 	my idolatry
 	Stuff
 	a righteous kiss
 	all The unlucky manage
 	me an iron crow
 	a gentlemanlike offer
 	me his minim rest
 	half my sum
 	a match
 	My fingers itch.—Wife
 	notes
 	my behalf
 	that jest
 	The clock
 	my rest
 	a part
 	The life
 	the potion
 	hateful-day
 	the compass
 	a change
 	an untimely frost
 	simple modesty
 	wondrous light
 	crow
 	dull woe
 	holy father
 	Brief
 	mammet
 	Tis but thy name
 	thou stick
 	disobedient wretch
 	a medlar tree
 	quiet , or—More light
 	them affright thee
 	fair coz
 	the burden
 	The only son
 	All things
 	this ancient quarrel
 	her bridegroom
 	access
 	surcease
 	roaring bears
 	all the night
 	Lammas-eve
 	schoolboys
 	that ever I
 	nimble-pinion
 	bird
 	That monthly changes
 	their life
 	that ornament
 	exchange
 	Light
 	exile him
 	A parlous knock
 	home my heavy son
 	bachelor
 	Green
 	either eye
 	Lady Juliet
 	comfort thee
 	the youthful lord
 	Poor sacrifices
 	News
 	O happy dagger
 	sad hours
 	a bare-foot brother
 	me ink and paper
 	her maid
 	supple government
 	O noble prince
 	enough I
 	my wit faints
 	The date
 	Poor ropes
 	chang
 	all this town
 	my everlasting rest
 	stout Mercutio
 	the flower
 	spy
 	all the house
 	a ward
 	ensign
 	a smoke rais
 	the flattering truth
 	A fair assembly
 	lodging
 	st my lodging
 	the great rich Capulet
 	Her mother
 	an iron wit
 	nest
 	use
 	His fault
 	pale flag
 	my father and my mother
 	love I
 	still thy eyes
 	Lent
 	tis a foul thing
 	Mistress
 	more view
 	the grove
 	Right glad I
 	the traitor murderer
 	Sailing
 	infection
 	train
 	Shame
 	thou didst request it
 	circle
 	Romeo slaughter
 	purge Myself
 	consort
 	that thou art
 	The vaulty heaven
 	thou hadst
 	that mattock
 	me an old murderer
 	a mouse-hunt
 	loving Rosaline
 	a Capulet
 	scatter
 	point
 	Our Romeo
 	sweet water
 	sweet news
 	you the minstrel
 	thy long-experienc
 	this,—thou art
 	some private place
 	her sight
 	faith turn
 	thy conjurations
 	martyr
 	dismal hell
 	your pennyworths
 	her chamber
 	Ye
 	this vault
 	Our bridal flowers
 	a distemper
 	our provision
 	me occasion
 	beauteous sisters
 	which your love
 	chastity well arm
 	the torch
 	our excuse
 	no help
 	Yet I
 	dull earth
 	Wednesday next—
 	a story
 	blessings light
 	abuse
 	leisure
 	one life
 	fray
 	Turn-thee
 	Each part
 	whistle
 	The brightness
 	remedy
 	my heir
 	his timeless end
 	me thy torch
 	Mist-like
 	a skilless soldier
 	my old life
 	thou didst bower
 	an empty hazel-nut
 	thy wisdom
 	mind they
 	the young Romeo
 	thigh
 	the mouse
 	Ancient damnation
 	thy drift
 	love attempt
 	the weaker vessels
 	Your lady
 	scant show
 	the beggar
 	Open the tomb
 	A greater power
 	dark heaven light
 	my fault
 	heavy looks
 	Livia
 	All night
 	Young son
 	happy days
 	their hearts
 	the battlements
 	Virtue itself
 	a very toad
 	Romeo,— Consort
 	'd dram
 	thou the means
 	our dancing days
 	wrong your hand
 	your delight
 	Brother
 	thee,— Good heart
 	kiss
 	a-bleeding
 	thou consent
 	sinners
 	All our
 	Thy head
 	the manes
 	whither
 	my name lodge
 	murder our solemnity
 	the lady widow
 	light it
 	Whipp 'd
 	bills
 	buried ancestors
 	the chinks
 	mine a man
 	tis time
 	our common judgment-place
 	my ancient ears
 	day disguis
 	a ball
 	society
 	the children
 	measure
 	black-brow 'd night
 	deadly point
 	my conduct
 	new struck
 	some distemperature
 	thine ear
 	all senses
 	that thy bent
 	st something approach
 	thy tool
 	damned guilty deeds
 	this lamentable chance
 	a falconer
 	messenger
 	me word
 	ancient grudge
 	the mangled Tybalt
 	your company
 	no pilot
 	paly ashes
 	our solemnity
 	the door
 	her joints
 	'd head
 	your heaven she
 	these walls
 	eternal life
 	Play 'd
 	the language
 	his voice
 	an ell
 	the slave
 	no gold
 	their triumph die
 	twelve year old,— I
 	No hare
 	scars
 	my soul,— A thousand times
 	tis a throne
 	fearful hooks
 	one fire burns
 	Examine other beauties
 	need
 	my heart and Romeo
 	Easter
 	these sad things
 	holy church
 	thine only nurse
 	better temper
 	the change
 	honourable parts
 	Meaning—to curtsy
 	the general doom
 	his burning eye
 	Capel
 	which late I
 	my old feet
 	My life
 	watery beams
 	a very bitter sweeting
 	festival
 	this mixture
 	he slew Mercutio
 	mistress minion
 	a cat
 	That unsubstantial Death
 	the west
 	starv
 	the custom
 	stint thou
 	Beguil
 	Ties
 	my love :O
 	this hungry churchyard
 	new snow
 	a scarf
 	thou our hands
 	a time
 	a cover
 	the childhood
 	Thou and these woes
 	no great ado
 	Stop
 	noses
 	an envious worm
 	griping grief the heart
 	the joiner squirrel
 	Venus smiles
 	my nurse
 	your sword
 	My intercession
 	no note
 	fair daylight
 	calamity
 	transgression
 	humours
 	fiery wheels
 	lover
 	good Angelica
 	a desperate tender
 	devotion
 	a church door
 	the dog
 	Spak
 	no honesty
 	journey
 	vile part
 	reeky shanks
 	thou art deceiv
 	a bout
 	a mask
 	thy wife
 	thou the heart
 	O deadly sin
 	me the light
 	much salt water
 	the rite
 	some supper
 	our streets again Your lives
 	Too flattering-sweet
 	me despair
 	which the friar
 	that offence
 	all my
 	those cords
 	Her body
 	Delay this marriage
 	another deed
 	my ghostly confessor
 	the longer liver
 	her high forehead
 	no prouds
 	thy sighs
 	An hour
 	thy suit
 	the misty mountain
 	the exchange
 	a feast
 	the honey
 	the dead bodies
 	dear import
 	she a Capulet
 	urg
 	Her vestal livery
 	my count
 	O woeful sympathy
 	her heart
 	'd revenge
 	the quarrel
 	an old accustom
 	Earth
 	I groan
 	All this I
 	the wanton blood
 	thou fearful man
 	no world
 	his throne
 	an idle brain
 	poor John
 	their toes Unplagu 'd
 	Ere one
 	a saucy boy—is't
 	his watch
 	their pleasure stay
 	the vile beginners
 	O my love
 	madman
 	the marriage Her nurse
 	dreamers
 	a maiden blush
 	noble gentleman
 	my veins
 	wretchedness
 	hope
 	Forbidden bandying
 	the collar
 	well-govern
 	Hark ye
 	rush
 	bear
 	Which thou
 	one rime
 	stars
 	thy disposition
 	the more I
 	discharg
 	my weal or woe
 	yonder lady
 	the bark
 	any other part
 	gentle coz
 	a prayer
 	wond'ring eyes
 	Art thou not Romeo
 	young Paris
 	Which ten times
 	much unfurnish
 	Thy tempest-tossed body
 	view
 	so sweet saluteth me
 	a glove
 	O heavy lightness
 	all my heart
 	Good father
 	black eye
 	this knife I
 	myself I
 	an airy word
 	powder
 	sweetmeats
 	meantime I writ
 	This torture
 	that husband
 	savage-wild
 	steeds
 	my care
 	This trick
 	a show
 	such excess I
 	Aurora
 	thy limbs
 	tis no time
 	foolish tears
 	Prodigious birth
 	a mouse
 	the courageous captain
 	rocks thy sea-sick
 	our woes
 	One desperate grief cures
 	such an unaccustom
 	sick health
 	me letters
 	A damned saint
 	O'er lawyers
 	her sake
 	cruel cruel thee
 	rich music
 	My dreams
 	yond yew-trees
 	Montagues
 	minds
 	unsavoury guide
 	every unworthy thing
 	this feast
 	your discords
 	a bride
 	Tis the way
 	him talk
 	My fan
 	thy estate
 	Her
 	all her
 	thy birth
 	These dead men
 	not thy friend
 	the very theme I
 	engrossing death
 	laugh
 	my food
 	more days
 	my guests
 	the new form
 	an ye
 	Brags
 	I wish
 	the heat
 	me trudge
 	switch and spurs
 	young affection gapes
 	an ill-divining soul
 	suspicion
 	waste
 	harsh discords
 	Cleopatra a gipsy
 	one I
 	light thee
 	merry look
 	our enmity
 	that villain Romeo
 	Thou desperate pilot
 	a good quarrel
 	gentle breath
 	merry , give consent
 	a flowering face
 	A visor
 	proud me
 	a little way
 	Hark
 	past hope
 	Some consequence
 	Bearing
 	holiday
 	plain
 	foul sluttish hairs
 	O son
 	the back
 	st a bark
 	fault
 	the wood
 	no words
 	you and I
 	it pricks
 	a faint cold fear thrills
 	that we
 	fresh female buds
 	forty ducats
 	high fortune
 	this a lightning
 	long spinners
 	my head aches
 	his time
 	Your high displeasure
 	a very good blade!—a
 	O brawling
 	any thing you
 	murders me
 	the fore-finger
 	Laura
 	His name
 	Some misadventure
 	roar
 	Bear
 	the sight
 	him so yourself
 	So many guests
 	lovers us
 	tis an ill cook
 	this same thought
 	the versal world
 	'd such life
 	the label
 	serious vanity
 	Therefore use none
 	slave
 	the point
 	her you
 	the gentle sin
 	effect
 	her dead finger
 	gallant spirit
 	such soon-speeding gear
 	one word
 	me my rapier
 	O trespass
 	early next Thursday
 	more favour
 	it press
 	which slaughter
 	my hand
 	dreadful trumpet
 	trudge
 	the sweetest flower
 	a ghostly confessor
 	O rude unthankfulness
 	my dear kinsman
 	a hurdle
 	thought
 	marriage-day
 	cheveril
 	his skeins-mates
 	Flower
 	the golden window
 	those attires
 	my dear nurse
 	my heel
 	your households
 	tall thee
 	a pleasant sleep
 	hundred years
 	thou but close our hands
 	any clout
 	web
 	a pretty age
 	this unbound lover
 	roses
 	no trust
 	the wound
 	his grace
 	my greetings
 	your grievances
 	your master
 	A thousand times
 	This field-bed
 	your daughter
 	possess
 	gentle nurse
 	that same pale
 	that part cheers
 	weary bark
 	you and your behests
 	grandsire
 	A cold and drowsy humour
 	her lips
 	your arm
 	me no need
 	an end
 	Despis
 	acquaintance
 	some hour
 	an enemy
 	The county
 	the numbers
 	streaks
 	the second cock
 	the humorous night
 	me those flowers
 	too:—your houses
 	my sin
 	another way
 	the ladies
 	an old hare hoar
 	Fear
 	Hang thee
 	rote
 	page
 	thee every day
 	either thee
 	a soldier
 	thy bloody sheet
 	school
 	either part
 	the sound
 	our country is—
 	the umpire
 	My love
 	a desperate man
 	my son Paris
 	blubbering
 	Mercy but murders
 	other skins
 	Unseemly woman
 	immortal blessing
 	I it
 	the gentleman
 	sweet , sweet nurse
 	'd lady
 	wherefore storm you
 	a dishclout
 	Petrarch
 	the yoke
 	that very night
 	tis day
 	early bid me
 	all these woes
 	dear perfection
 	not carry coals
 	simples
 	stout Tybalt
 	methinks
 	st the music
 	murder thee
 	it him
 	Juliet lives
 	the conduct
 	Thisbe
 	swear
 	Thou art thyself
 	a broad goose
 	patient ears
 	them power
 	tongue
 	his sorrows
 	new mutiny
 	thy wedding-day Hath Death
 	The obsequies
 	such a wish
 	my eye
 	the lazy finger
 	good time
 	esteem
 	No sudden mean
 	means :O mischief
 	it a word
 	he dare
 	some hours
 	'd fury
 	you baggage
 	your follower
 	love it
 	thou slew
 	the prefixed hour
 	O gentle Romeo
 	his own deliciousness
 	thy close curtain
 	smil
 	Cuts beauty
 	his ear
 	cricket
 	torch
 	the fatal cannon
 	All
 	his yard
 	that nest
 	holy words
 	true heart
 	Trust to't
 	One nickname
 	Thou detestable maw
 	silver sound
 	a score
 	you mercy
 	shame those stars
 	this I
 	the mourners
 	his wife and daughters
 	the very pin
 	the fool
 	A torch
 	The unreasonable fury
 	foot it
 	some others search
 	the devout religion
 	all forsworn
 	belov
 	medlars
 	Care
 	odds
 	some festival
 	More honourable state
 	the dearest morsel
 	Lord!—when
 	a drunkard
 	the letters
 	our daughter bleeds
 	the court-cupboard
 	kisses
 	your joys
 	O single-soled jest
 	Beautiful tyrant
 	the elf-locks
 	our
 	That cop
 	fair Montague
 	half an hour she
 	Griefs
 	Never
 	many miles
 	your Romeo
 	cockatrice
 	Shalt
 	My words
 	me my sin
 	Poor soul
 	the continuance
 	oppression
 	these fashion-mongers
 	April
 	pathways
 	such sweet flesh
 	whole city
 	you beasts
 	the villain
 	ghost
 	our kinsman
 	fair demesnes
 	he a man
 	the rest
 	Thy father
 	Sleep
 	me quivers
 	The traces
 	a bell
 	shunn
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 	God in heaven
 	quarrel with a man
 	her from her
 	me with you
 	your thumb at us
 	music with her silver sound
 	thee Among a sisterhood
 	the back of Montague—
 	you at evening mass
 	my faith in heaven
 	the law of our side
 	it with her
 	they of infection
 	his beard than thou
 	fought on part and part
 	your rosemary On this fair corse
 	them above a common bound
 	thy lady that in thy life
 	these years That you
 	us in mind they
 	the fairest stars in all the heaven
 	need of many orisons
 	this same ancient feast of Capulet
 	clouds in yonder
 	crown 'd Sole monarch of the universal earth
 	hand on heart
 	him at our feast
 	effect As I
 	thee by Rosaline
 	All night for lesser cause
 	Which the commission of thy years
 	flourishes his blade in spite
 	the manner of our country is—
 	a subject as myself
 	rank 'd with other griefs
 	her from this second marriage
 	bound In that word
 	The unreasonable fury of a beast
 	the hand Of yonder knight
 	sweet discourses in our time
 	it for my office
 	me with a dead man
 	him in safety
 	the break of day disguis
 	Do ebb and flow with tears
 	any clout in the versal world
 	all senses with the heart
 	Too great oppression for a tender thing
 	A dog of the house
 	you with patient ears
 	her into a fool
 	the sentence of your moved prince
 	stretches from an inch narrow
 	light thee on thy way
 	lamps by day
 	no strength in men
 	seal with a righteous kiss
 	Answer me like men
 	a fine That you
 	'd happiness that both Receive
 	fair use Revolts from true birth
 	they with them
 	me from the tomb
 	gold clasps locks in the golden story
 	music with her silver
 	wond'ring eyes Of mortals
 	No better term than this,—thou art
 	Verona by that name
 	the gossamer That idles
 	thou womb of death
 	thou but close our hands with holy words
 	the courageous captain of compliments
 	some other maid That I
 	the lazy finger of a maid
 	Happiness courts thee in her best array
 	blush for me
 	All things that we
 	honour of my kin
 	Out— Of love
 	substance of divinest show
 	mine own fortune in my misery
 	hours with sorrow
 	st the mask of night
 	now Doth grace for grace
 	me in the face
 	me for anything
 	these poor compounds that thou
 	the bud bit with an envious worm
 	part in this fair maid
 	no joy of this contract to-night
 	oppression starveth in thine eyes
 	no notice of these accidents
 	a Jack in thy mood
 	him talk of Juliet
 	Sailing in this salt flood
 	the point of death Have they
 	your master in this place
 	the cheek of night
 	the honey of thy breath
 	chain me with roaring bears
 	painted bow of lath
 	Prodigious birth of love it
 	you between us
 	the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs
 	scarlet straight at any news
 	the reason of my love
 	the white wonder of dear Juliet
 	the injuries That thou
 	her The form of death
 	The obsequies that I
 	he of our marriage
 	the hopeful lady of my earth
 	chat with Paris
 	worn out the pump
 	all the days of the year
 	the god of my idolatry
 	me into my closet
 	the painter with his nets
 	you with an iron wit
 	no honesty in men
 	A torch for me
 	thee in thy chamber
 	I desire some confidence with you
 	damned hate upon thyself
 	Pink for flower
 	you that chances
 	a mutiny among my guests
 	ladies of esteem
 	swear by thy gracious self
 	my thumb at you
 	me letters from the friar
 	anon Drums in his ear
 	this palace of dim night Depart
 	itself through all the veins
 	the prick of noon
 	my thumb at them
 	no world without Verona walls
 	the mangled Tybalt from his
 	hang on them
 	The excuse that thou
 	My blood for your rude brawls
 	Wash they his wounds with tears
 	me with that word
 	my poor heart so for a kinsman
 	the lady of the house
 	minstrels of us
 	thee in a triumphant grave
 	me with death
 	Delay this marriage for a month
 	arm from arm
 	the measure of thy joy
 	tongues by night
 	a mouse-hunt in your time
 	This bud of love
 	Canker 'd with peace
 	vengeance for it
 	vile part of this anatomy
 	the price of his dear blood
 	st my head off with a golden axe
 	yonder lady o'er her fellows shows
 	You kiss by the book
 	The fish lives in the sea
 	Romeo by my letters
 	grant for prayers
 	thy tongue For such a wish
 	Cuts beauty off from all posterity
 	the flattering truth of sleep
 	dancing shoes With nimble soles
 	thee my lord throughout the world
 	that thou art out of breath
 	it pricks like thorn
 	the rigour of severest law
 	the bawdy hand of the dial
 	the volume of young Paris
 	the high top-gallant of my joy
 	the terror of the place
 	a team of little atomies Athwart men
 	thee for a holy man
 	the heads of the maids
 	my dear son with such sour company
 	him on the drawer
 	the bottom of a tomb
 	the steerage of my course
 	this spade from him
 	Culling of simples
 	my master news of Juliet
 	men from the wall
 	thee tidings of the prince
 	noses as they
 	fights by the book
 	a man of wax
 	her statue in pure gold
 	think of marriage
 	thee by the ear
 	they in her head
 	the mansion of a love
 	menace me with death
 	some hours in the night spirits resort
 	Do as thou
 	the tidings of her death
 	such sweet sorrow That I
 	st thou out this place
 	Dry up your tears
 	an hour before the worshipp
 	usest none in that true use
 	no figure at such rate
 	a brace of kinsmen
 	the very butcher of a silk button
 	you at his pleasure
 	yet thy sighs from heaven
 	Begot of nothing but vain fantasy
 	no Cupid hood-wink 'd with a scarf
 	a rich jewel in an Ethiop
 	peace in thy breast
 	I wake before the time
 	Juliet ere you
 	a word with you
 	him that you
 	nothing That he
 	dream on fees
 	'd from the world
 	these new tuners of accents!—'By Jesu
 	this work of heaven
 	some joyful news at hand
 	The only son of your great enemy
 	best array bear her
 	traffick of our stage
 	the margent of his eyes
 	a merry man—took up the child
 	a glove upon that hand
 	your sword out of his pilcher
 	me at his pleasure
 	my short date of breath
 	his mortal hurt In my behalf
 	The life of Tybalt
 	This wind you talk of blows us
 	some meteor that the sun exhales
 	twinkle in their spheres
 	shame those stars As daylight
 	Out of her favour
 	see for means :O mischief
 	me dispute with thee
 	exchange of vow
 	the cords That Romeo
 	his new shoes with old riband
 	the prefixed hour of her
 	some want of wit
 	the night before some festival
 	the compass of my wits
 	the angry Mab with blisters
 	more clouds with his deep sighs
 	the law on my side
 	One writ with me
 	a bout with you
 	the breath of heart-sick
 	the parties of suspicion
 	Good king of cats
 	ware of me
 	me in sadness
 	her scope of choice Lies my consent
 	the thoughts of desperate men
 	News from Verona
 	the devout religion of mine eye Maintains
 	more joy Than thou
 	Retain that dear perfection
 	thee on a hurdle
 	very good meat in Lent
 	the servants of your adversary And yours
 	a ring that I
 	proof against their enmity
 	you with my wit
 	true beauty till this night
 	Your worship in that sense
 	a sudden day of joy
 	night by night
 	trouble Peter for the matter
 	the bridal bed In that dim monument
 	the herald of the morn
 	her like an untimely frost
 	Digressing from the valour
 	the sun advance his burning eye
 	the house of Montagues
 	old cakes of roses
 	Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks
 	the night before thy wedding-day Hath Death
 	A dram of poison
 	The people in the street cry Romeo
 	darkness like a drunkard
 	Poor sacrifices of our enmity
 	that dream on curtsies
 	the heaven upon this holy act
 	him in scorn
 	arm An envious thrust from Tybalt
 	her place of stand
 	substance as the air
 	thee at thy word
 	blood of ours
 	me with patience
 	the childhood of our joy
 	himself among these trees
 	you for some ill
 	me a piece of marchpane
 	thee death If thou art
 	his bauble in a hole
 	the children of an idle brain
 	the sunset of my brother
 	circle Of some strange nature
 	The heads of the maids
 	his new doublet before Easter
 	Unworthy as she
 	thee from thy heaviness
 	a spirit in his mistress
 	part with thee
 	steel at bold Mercutio
 	even such delight Among fresh female buds
 	the fair daughter of rich Capulet
 	me from their eyes
 	unbruised youth with unstuff 'd brain Doth couch his limbs
 	thee in the prince
 	Bid a sick man in sadness
 	thyself in flesh
 	Lammas-eve at night
 	A whispering tale in a fair lady
 	the fatal loins of these two foes
 	thy youth in twain
 	A lightning before death :O
 	That monthly changes in her
 	st with death himself
 	light of heart
 	The precious treasure of his eyesight
 	love with night
 	'd such life with kisses
 	Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia
 	half my sum of wealth
 	st of nothing
 	quarrels as an egg
 	a story of more woe
 	thee from the mire
 	quarrel as thou art
 	my cousin Tybalt Upon his body
 	me with Juliet
 	you in your bed
 	Do as I
 	you for a sword
 	music with her silver sound—
 	A thing like death
 	Lest in this marriage he
 	other skins Of ill-shap 'd fishes
 	st with Romeo,— Consort
 	it me from heaven
 	you for his love
 	the fume of sighs
 	true heart with treacherous revolt
 	the inundation of her tears
 	Come Lammas-eve at night
 	Misshapen in the conduct
 	heir of old Tiberio
 	a pretty piece of flesh
 	The roses in thy lips
 	me no need of thee
 	musicians sound for silver
 	all eyes gaze on us
 	a hundred words Of that tongue
 	satisfaction canst thou
 	a house of tears
 	an interest in your hate
 	'd with lovers
 	a little way above our heads
 	thou day in night
 	his watch in every old man
 	pale with grief
 	him than he
 	him in the churchyard
 	their breaths with sweetmeats
 	thee every day in the hour
 	violence on herself
 	This precious book of love
 	all my fortunes at thy foot I
 	maid of Montague
 	a word of joy
 	me in her sight
 	their toes Unplagu 'd with corns
 	an eye As Paris
 	Lest that thy love
 	more terror in his look
 	this sight of death
 	her eyes in heaven
 	this hungry churchyard with thy limbs
 	blood of Montague
 	'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline
 	this osier cage of ours
 	the day of life
 	all the admired beauties of Verona
 	Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms
 	swift in motion
 	a deal of brine Hath wash
 	The stony entrance of this sepulchre
 	the exchange of joy
 	thou with Rosaline
 	Unseemly woman in a seeming man
 	a wit of cheveril
 	the ladies like a crow-keeper
 	'd spirit Lifts me above the ground
 	no note of him
 	him from his grave
 	messenger of heaven
 	no issue of true honour bring
 	Remnants of packthread
 	The brightness of her cheek
 	the wanton blood up in your cheeks
 	prince of cats
 	Feather of lead
 	thee from thy bed
 	anything against me
 	a man as you
 	the sun under the dove-house wall
 	it for the maid
 	it from my sight
 	the fire of your pernicious rage
 	a minute than he
 	no part of thee
 	liberty unto thine eyes
 	st the music of sweet news
 	Shalt with him
 	it out for that word
 	Your part in her you
 	that siege of grief
 	an egg for quarrelling
 	a case as yours
 	you that I
 	search about the churchyard
 	A visor for a visor
 	your joys with love
 	A gentleman of noble parentage
 	immortal part with angels
 	a cup of wine
 	the grove of sycamore
 	the charm of looks
 	Sin from my lips
 	thee from this present shame
 	I with you
 	thee mine before thou didst request it
 	that thy bent of love
 	hold of her
 	Forbidden bandying in Verona streets
 	the very pin of his heart cleft
 	that every part about me quivers
 	this the poultice for my
 	That book in many eyes
 	scorn at our solemnity
 	The pox of such antick
 	a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
 	such a waggoner As Phæthon
 	Doting like me
 	pain of death
 	none of his flirt-gills
 	the day That I
 	house with me
 	the house of the Montagues
 	his affections by my
 	a stranger in the world
 	meat of me
 	Gorg 'd with the dearest morsel
 	the flower of courtesy
 	you on my knees
 	my tale against the hair
 	your ears ere it
 	A pack of blessings light
 	he for the numbers
 	thou with him
 	she with a tithe pig
 	a very gross kind of behaviour
 	shrift with merry look
 	Whiter than new snow
 	the public haunt of men
 	Utter your gravity o'er a gossip
 	the wealth of all this town
 	this place of peace
 	his fearful date With this night
 	we on without apology
 	both our remedies Within thy help
 	Brags of his substance
 	truce with the unruly spleen
 	my convoy in the secret night
 	charge Of dear import
 	you like this haste
 	taste the wormwood on the nipple
 	The horrible conceit of death and night
 	the siege of loving terms
 	dates and quinces in the pastry
 	the battlements of yonder tower
 	thy form cries out thou art
 	Speakest thou from thy heart
 	thou in the likeness
 	adventure for such merchandise
 	the bones Of all my
 	'd with thine own defence
 	Romeo That he
 	the infant rind of this weak flower Poison
 	his shelves A beggarly account of empty boxes
 	acquaintance at my hand
 	it without book
 	immortal blessing from her lips
 	a pitch above dull woe
 	everything in extremity
 	the lady towards my cell
 	the reach of these my hands
 	more peril in thine eye
 	a friar with speed
 	the deadly level of a gun
 	tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops,— O
 	Sleep for a week
 	Doing more murders in this loathsome world
 	Their course of love
 	the yoke of inauspicious stars
 	The shady curtains from Aurora
 	talk of these sad things
 	st upon thy fortune
 	her at my cell
 	Couple it with something
 	another sin upon my head
 	that rough touch with a tenderkiss
 	you at leisure
 	mine eye Than your consent
 	the new-made bridegroom from this city
 	the wings of night
 	the bridegroom in the morning
 	spy a kind of hope
 	the wall of any man
 	no foot upon the churchyard
 	determine of my weal or woe
 	his part in eternal life
 	toil in your delight
 	torn out of the earth
 	part these men with me
 	No sudden mean of death
 	school with heavy looks
 	the loss of mine
 	ill of him
 	the measure of an unmade grave
 	'd By holy Laurence
 	present death in Mantua
 	the voice of Friar John
 	kind of fruit
 	carrion flies than Romeo
 	her ere you
 	st thou on thy birth
 	Tis since the earthquake
 	Come between us
 	mine on hers
 	An ill-beseeming semblance for a feast
 	st upon the stroke
 	me into some house
 	some hour before his time
 	herself in either eye
 	A dog of that house
 	the bounds of modesty
 	eye of cockatrice
 	the lady widow of Vitruvio
 	Grief of my son
 	Play 'd for a pair
 	you like of Paris
 	shot through the ear
 	you for a highway
 	a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves
 	my lord with that same tongue
 	our person from our morning
 	April on the heel
 	the confines of a tavern claps me his sword
 	her by society
 	the manes of horses
 	her age unto an hour
 	st upon thy face
 	st thou of Juliet
 	a desperate tender Of my child
 	the day before she
 	schoolboys from their books
 	instruments upon them
 	the law of our sides
 	sails upon the bosom
 	their amorous rites By their own beauties
 	the life Of stout Mercutio
 	the sun upon the highmost hill
 	me in my course
 	the continuance of their parents
 	repetition of my Romeo
 	gaze on him
 	the reason of this haste
 	'd dram That he
 	the whole depth of my tale
 	A greater power than we
 	his body Upon a rapier
 	the heat of life
 	the time Of her
 	Thy husband in thy bosom
 	hands that pilgrims
 	her womb children of divers kind We
 	powder in a skilless soldier
 	the searchers of the town
 	Seal up the mouth
 	'd wisdom from thy teat
 	A pair of star-cross 'd lovers
 	'd That God
 	he with thee
 	The fearful passage of their death-mark
 	O you The doors of breath
 	me from the friar
 	a form of wax
 	Too like the lightning
 	which startles in our ears
 	thee as we
 	them women of good carriage
 	stay at the gate
 	the vile beginners of this fray
 	Romeo by his lady lie
 	a-fire by thine own ignorance
 	the operation of the second cup
 	the wings of grasshoppers
 	a gentleman of the very first house
 	One nickname for her
 	my lips the sin that they
 	Things for the cook
 	open outcry toward our monument
 	none of his skeins-mates
 	the damned use that word
 	the face of heaven
 	my life for an hour
 	a soul of lead So stakes me
 	black fate on more days
 	occasion in a good quarrel
 	sweet bait from fearful hooks
 	fear of that I
 	dagger on your pate
 	the strength Of twenty men
 	lasting labour of his pilgrimage
 	dash out my desperate brains
 	the spirit of a fiend
 	it as they list
 	Flower as she
 	this bed of death
 	the change of fourteen years
 	it without fear or doubt
 	the sweetest flower of all the field
 	Hang up philosophy
 	this fair corse unto her grave
 	cram thee with more food
 	thee for a felon
 	talk of peace
 	that nest Of death
 	me from the search
 	art thou out of breath
 	no use of him
 	Down with the Capulets
 	this morning with it
 	the kinsman of old Capulet
 	he of another benefice
 	our further pleasure in this case
 	it at your hands
 	I joy in thee
 	Sojourn in Mantua
 	the sin Of disobedient opposition
 	all respects by me
 	all days in the year
 	a nobleman in town
 	ease on the old bench
 	These times of woe
 	it in sense
 	no man like he
 	the true ground of all these piteous woes We
 	shrieks like mandrakes
 	a case as mine a man
 	faithful vow for mine
 	the bottom of my grief
 	it with mine eyes
 	one May stand in number
 	worser than Tybalt
 	matter than in words
 	the youthful lord at Laurence
 	such needful ornaments As you
 	an agate-stone On the fore-finger
 	all The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl
 	him as we
 	mortal paradise of such sweet flesh
 	Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,—
 	Made by the joiner squirrel
 	her cheek upon her hand :O
 	strong proof of chastity well arm
 	pain of torture
 	ask for me
 1758 VP NP
 	tell me
 	will I
 	is it
 	pray thee
 	let me
 	say you
 	can you
 	bid me
 	Let me
 	Shall I
 	dost thou
 	did I
 	would I
 	leave me
 	are you
 	Will you
 	'd it
 	thank you
 	let them
 	hast thou
 	shall I
 	Do you
 	love me
 	get thee
 	wilt thou
 	will you
 	'd him
 	Tell me
 	give me
 	make haste
 	doth she
 	take it
 	beseech you
 	shall we
 	Have you
 	commend me
 	shall she
 	pray you
 	saw her
 	will answer it
 	am I
 	be it
 	Commend me
 	is the prince
 	To think it
 	get you
 	remember it
 	can I
 	'd me
 	ran he
 	Give me
 	should they
 	am none
 	do I
 	bade thee
 	have you
 	's he
 	love thee
 	is my lady
 	should she
 	take me
 	will he
 	bid her
 	'll give thee
 	wilt quarrel
 	Wilt thou
 	have I
 	may chance
 	Are you
 	must I
 	is your mother
 	say the lark
 	to have thee
 	tell thee
 	is my daughter
 	give you
 	would thou
 	go you
 	call thee
 	charge thee
 	'll not endure him
 	pardon me
 	can tell you
 	was the nightingale
 	give me thy hand
 	doubt it
 	'll tell thee
 	look thou
 	hear some noise
 	Here is a friar
 	think it
 	quench the fire
 	is the matter
 	do you
 	says Romeo
 	will tell her
 	To help me
 	is Romeo
 	Is it
 	Is she
 	know it
 	makes them
 	lie thou
 	bid thee
 	says nothing
 	Can I
 	bite your thumb
 	is she
 	Dost thou
 	tell her
 	mayst think my haviour light
 	is my foe
 	Having displeas
 	Be sacrific
 	Prepare her
 	should disturb devotion
 	did buy a poison
 	to make you a wife
 	Fetch me my rapier
 	Shall have the chinks
 	bethink you
 	wearing his new doublet
 	to scratch a man
 	mind be writ
 	love the gentleman
 	makes This vault
 	Hence banished is banish 'd
 	Draw thy tool
 	to be Ere one
 	so did I.
 	shall you share
 	presently took post
 	is much bound
 	That warns my old age
 	is a kinsman
 	did scare me
 	is meant love
 	To blaze your marriage
 	Then have my lips the sin
 	sits Five times
 	beg your
 	slays all senses
 	gallops night
 	gives you thanks
 	proves thee
 	conceal 'd lady
 	shall not ' scape a brawl
 	sent a letter
 	is the lady
 	is wondrous light
 	knew she
 	hearing them
 	have no eyes
 	hast the strength
 	To beautify him
 	here 's a wit
 	to be a bride
 	found me dead;— Strange dream
 	Was Tybalt
 	Let not thy nurse
 	refuse thy name
 	learn me
 	'll re you
 	'll be new baptiz
 	To set a-fire
 	Is very good meat
 	puling fool
 	having no other reason
 	fiery-footed steeds
 	was husband
 	To hear true shrift
 	find him
 	is the truth
 	hold your tongue
 	will take the wall
 	have night
 	Give me my Romeo
 	'll bury thee
 	is supposed the fair creature
 	hear the sentence
 	will keep Nightly
 	east begin to draw The shady curtains
 	do lusty young men
 	tear the cave
 	hit it
 	Is my father
 	enforce thy rotten jaws
 	love groan
 	married me
 	hear our counsel
 	is his love
 	kill the envious moon
 	manage it
 	'll not speak a word
 	must sell it me
 	Turning his face
 	would do you
 	affecting fantasticoes
 	had a better love
 	hath rush
 	keeps Thee
 	never was a story
 	say thou
 	shall bear the burden
 	'll find Romeo
 	to encounter Tybalt
 	Can heaven
 	find those persons
 	cannot anger him
 	have heard it
 	Be trusty
 	wish his mistress
 	is mine
 	to hear them
 	promise you
 	's a lovely gentleman
 	Thank me no thankings
 	did leave it
 	else have made thy tale
 	told you
 	seeks you
 	craves acquaintance
 	hath he
 	finds means to kill your joys
 	may trust the flattering truth
 	lowering hills
 	hast slander
 	hence to make me wail
 	is my Romeo
 	are beguil
 	inquire you
 	Is it good den
 	then mightst thou
 	hath stopp
 	Give me the letter
 	have their toes Unplagu 'd
 	shall use me
 	have more care
 	neglecting it May
 	could tell A whispering tale
 	would wish a man
 	love-performing night
 	were an ill thing
 	'd voices
 	bring thee tidings
 	Is it more sin
 	severing clouds
 	is her tomb
 	name I
 	cast it
 	Henceforward do your messages yourself
 	beats Cold death
 	brings news
 	is a guest
 	Hath Romeo
 	have power
 	to put thee
 	's a nobleman
 	makes him
 	tell you he
 	hast hazel eyes
 	shut me
 	will have vengeance
 	Then love-devouring death
 	here hath lain these two days
 	moves me
 	Adding to clouds more clouds
 	see the county
 	cutting foreign throats
 	So thrive my soul,— A thousand times
 	says My
 	hath prais
 	parted either part
 	find thy centre
 	should live to see thee
 	scrape a trencher
 	is her womb
 	'll ne'er acknowledge thee
 	did need a poison
 	'll cram thee
 	tell ye
 	is dead to-night
 	Give me some present counsel
 	gives me
 	came you
 	will murder thee
 	got leave
 	Now do you
 	is belov
 	to be her bridegroom
 	yet doth hang
 	to use me
 	'd April
 	must another way
 	loves to hear himself talk
 	take these keys
 	To know our further pleasure
 	shall Romeo
 	do touch
 	use you
 	uncover 'd
 	will show thee
 	Still-waking sleep
 	hast shown Doth
 	will not stay the siege
 	behold him—dead—
 	aching bones
 	'll measure them a measure
 	Will they
 	desirest me
 	here did scorn the earth
 	to choose a man
 	'd the honey
 	put up thy sword
 	did send the nurse
 	Appear thou
 	to be his heir
 	long is it
 	Throw your mis-temper 'd weapons
 	'd doves draw Love
 	pomegranate tree
 	infold me
 	take your pennyworths
 	cracking nuts
 	Move them
 	Go waken Juliet
 	is his
 	wilt tutor me
 	to dispraise my lord
 	consort him
 	be he
 	To make me
 	hath aspir
 	married them
 	is a very bitter sweeting
 	To mangle me
 	is the powerful grace
 	had laid it
 	is she— Peace
 	take the law
 	kill 'd your cousin
 	have patience
 	make us minstrels
 	let us
 	stands your disposition
 	abhorred monster
 	give it thee
 	's Montague
 	cursed hand Murder
 	may not have access
 	Did you
 	slain Tybalt
 	cannot bound a pitch
 	cannot lick his own fingers
 	are a saucy boy—is't
 	is my pump
 	chide us
 	saw no man
 	beseech thee
 	'll be a candle holder
 	white-upturned wond'ring eyes
 	felt it bitter , pretty fool
 	Would none but I
 	is no part
 	bore my cousin Tybalt
 	hasten all the house
 	Doth my name lodge
 	first did prompt me
 	Said he
 	be some other name
 	is the mad blood
 	was thine enemy
 	never will be Romeo
 	wring thy hands
 	come you
 	am proof
 	had as lief see a toad
 	'll help it
 	neither know it
 	be my conduct
 	calls our person
 	were they
 	can afford No better term
 	have to love thee
 	To raise a spirit
 	Would I
 	tell him so yourself
 	should live a thousand years
 	let the nurse
 	hear him
 	Here comes the furious Tybalt
 	bite my thumb
 	like me
 	'd my love
 	To turn your households
 	keeps time
 	not like that I
 	encamp them
 	Did not attend him
 	am sent to find those persons
 	dark our woes
 	will bite my thumb
 	nourish 'd
 	were sleep and peace
 	Let two more summers
 	making yourself
 	crossing their high
 	shall smooth thy name
 	is the place
 	fearfully did menace me
 	twixt them
 	bringing these ill news
 	Is she a Capulet
 	did violence
 	marry Paris
 	cannot meet him
 	excels your
 	Give me thy hand
 	have found him
 	have had no time
 	may be discharg
 	sends It
 	ripening breath
 	speak ill
 	had lent us but this only child
 	shall rest
 	should be colliers
 	confounds the appetite
 	here lies the County Paris
 	's fair I
 	must up-fill this osier cage
 	is a Montague
 	'll stay the circumstance
 	can clear these ambiguities
 	can give thee
 	join 'd my heart and Romeo
 	will back thee
 	will take it
 	have no ears
 	Find thou the means
 	go home
 	limping winter
 	to say truth
 	To bid me trudge
 	shall run A cold and drowsy humour
 	were he not Romeo call
 	care I
 	lent me counsel
 	Doth she
 	apprehend thee
 	change them
 	will she none
 	call her mine
 	make minstrels
 	rattling bones
 	'll watch her place
 	to make thee
 	doth share the glory
 	know the letters
 	borrow 'd grave
 	'd aside the law
 	To make confession
 	long hath he
 	need it
 	hast heard me
 	can write may answer a letter
 	tell my lady I
 	Take thou
 	sending me
 	hearing him talk
 	call you
 	must take it
 	are the vile beginners
 	make the bridal bed
 	misgives Some consequence
 	here is come to do some villanous shame
 	may find the young Romeo
 	have dancing shoes
 	containing such vile matter
 	will disperse itself
 	hear thee
 	straight dream
 	think thy swan
 	Noting this penury
 	are pack
 	is soonest hit
 	to strew his lady
 	must wake her
 	can discover all The unlucky manage
 	would temper it
 	meant indeed to occupy the argument
 	Was stay
 	Ascend her chamber
 	Get me an iron crow
 	Is Romeo slaughter
 	leaving earth
 	is the very theme I
 	So soon to bid good morrow
 	To sunder his
 	aqua vitæ
 	will give you the minstrel
 	tear thy hair
 	let mischance be slave
 	pay no worship
 	's a fearful point
 	best you
 	see pathways
 	pay thy poverty
 	let day
 	hast done me
 	will dry-beat you
 	bring Juliet
 	am he
 	is thy sheath
 	would sell it him
 	have A dram
 	should you
 	little talk
 	is an honour
 	yet tell them
 	comes To rouse thee
 	hast worn
 	beseech your ladyship
 	Deny thy father
 	bless 'd
 	Give me the light
 	wast thyself and these woes
 	will beshrew me
 	defy you
 	fear thee
 	do apprehend thee
 	'd Your lady
 	hadst been poor John
 	looking liking move
 	do wear it
 	will raise her statue
 	is a disgrace
 	Tempering extremity
 	parting is such sweet sorrow
 	feel the loss
 	to hear it
 	borrow Cupid
 	Being held a foe
 	is vanity
 	have it
 	letting it
 	are a princox
 	likewise steads my foe
 	must love a loathed enemy
 	sworn my love
 	is not thy friend
 	Give me a case
 	Now is the sun
 	to make it
 	Let me dispute
 	cannot countervail the exchange
 	making me despair
 	blessed man
 	have forgot that name
 	doth a lamp
 	twas your heaven she
 	are savage-wild
 	endart mine eye
 	think you
 	lies that Tybalt
 	Is my dear son
 	warrant thee
 	is my love :O
 	buy food
 	will fair Juliet wake
 	steal immortal blessing
 	bore my letter
 	dares the slave
 	to wish me
 	'd my husband
 	shalt not stir one foot
 	draws him
 	saw thee
 	Examine every married lineament
 	go hire me twenty cunning cooks
 	's the fairer face
 	shall this speech
 	shall have none ill
 	do dream things
 	Shall Romeo
 	would adventure
 	are no stop
 	Be plain
 	ever weep the friend
 	be a poison
 	take their life
 	shall blush
 	be men
 	so took effect
 	have stain
 	to tell it you
 	swears a prayer
 	would they
 	to make confession
 	banish 'd runsgate
 	Ay me
 	be my speed
 	to remove that siege
 	shall know my errand
 	to bring it thee
 	then turn tears
 	hast thou the heart
 	despised life clos
 	thought thy disposition
 	give us
 	hold it
 	makes civil hands
 	turn the tables
 	more is my unrest
 	Shall play the umpire
 	leave him
 	rouse thee
 	lazy-pacing clouds
 	wilt undertake A thing
 	Be shriv
 	to be my wedding bed
 	Is love a tender thing
 	lent him eyes
 	speak a word
 	bring thee cords
 	Did murder her
 	Look you
 	' speak anything
 	'll fright you
 	Take thou some new infection
 	shall forbid it
 	thinking their own kisses sin
 	'll take him
 	'd my humour
 	see occasion
 	am nothing
 	is the bud bit
 	hath new robes
 	shall you this night
 	make her airy tongue
 	here comes the lady
 	measuring his affections
 	therefore hath the wind-swift
 	should be the house
 	say I. Peace
 	is a smoke rais
 	be a man
 	found him
 	needly will be rank 'd
 	circled orb
 	get her heart
 	conjure thee
 	Take our good meaning
 	Did my heart
 	know thou
 	Retorts it
 	therefore came I
 	do beat The vaulty heaven
 	To fetch a ladder
 	To rid her
 	take my
 	crush a cup
 	pass 'd
 	not bring me letters
 	To lie discolour
 	am no pilot
 	Give me thy torch
 	brought my master news
 	urging me
 	do see thee they
 	hath set up his rest
 	hath forsworn
 	is love
 	to be his paramour
 	Of—save your reverence—love
 	first let me
 	Going to find a bare-foot brother
 	will overset Thy tempest-tossed body
 	Could we
 	know the reason
 	play me some merry dump
 	'd my father
 	made your master
 	importun 'd him
 	left him
 	calls death
 	knows you
 	To see thy son
 	have bought the mansion
 	would whip you
 	unpleasing sharps
 	reckoning none
 	affords no law
 	sometimes comes she
 	should kill thee
 	already know thy grief
 	to move our daughter
 	will make the face
 	note us
 	do much danger
 	fetch him
 	pardon sin
 	is lessen 'd
 	know their spring
 	thwarted our intents
 	are a lover
 	have need
 	are the children
 	purblind son and heir
 	should be the voice
 	wilt not keep him
 	'll play the housewife
 	'll warrant you
 	blessed night
 	follow me this jest
 	are free men
 	is advanc 'd Above the clouds
 	tell my lord and father
 	give his father
 	to associate me
 	gave us the counterfeit fairly last night
 	Shuts up his windows
 	Go thy ways
 	lives unharm
 	wouldst thou
 	can contradict Hath
 	would she
 	Here comes Romeo
 	shall make you dance
 	were a glove
 	must entreat the time
 	never shall forget it
 	Take thou this vial
 	Be rul
 	newly entertain 'd revenge
 	'll make a mutiny
 	should this Romeo
 	look to hear nothing but discords
 	'll have some half
 	cursed foot
 	give me his letter
 	like a portly gentleman
 	dry-beat the rest
 	hide me
 	make blessed my rude hand
 	saw it
 	can spread his sweet leaves
 	'd the childhood
 	will bite thee
 	would the fool
 	see thou
 	is an empty hazel-nut
 	would bandy her
 	shrunk death Thou
 	should you burden love
 	lengthens Romeo
 	here come the Capulets
 	tell the prince
 	Come you
 	else are his thanks
 	Be patient
 	take you
 	doth me
 	Be quiet , or—More light
 	kill one life
 	Am I
 	'll amerce you
 	To meet her
 	is a gentlemanlike offer
 	do protest
 	shall find me a grave man
 	do wrong your hand
 	shall find me
 	bears him
 	may prevent it
 	to lose a winning match
 	would dispatch you
 	do not answer me
 	hath hid himself
 	believe That unsubstantial Death
 	is the night
 	warrant thee my man
 	hold an old accustom
 	suffer every knave
 	kill herself
 	let them gaze
 	should be dishonour
 	have an ill-divining soul
 	's the end
 	'll keep no great ado
 	speaks heavenly eloquence
 	dost torment me
 	have no gold
 	is time
 	hire those horses
 	may put up our pipes
 	makes himself an artificial night
 	Here were the servants
 	shall not make me
 	expire the term
 	To blazon it
 	gives strength
 	to kill me
 	may bestride the gossamer
 	argues a distemper
 	is the sweetest lady—Lord
 	is the sun
 	come you this afternoon
 	held him
 	mean these masterless
 	take your
 	have learn 'd me
 	hast sold me none
 	'll no longer be a Capulet
 	death-darting eye
 	sadly tell me
 	'd the clouds
 	do him disparagement
 	'd thee
 	sort such needful ornaments
 	To bear a poison
 	send it me
 	draw your neck
 	hath still been tried a holy man
 	o'erperch these walls
 	kill my cousin
 	put out your wit
 	wherefore art thou Romeo
 	Give me my long sword
 	have made worms
 	can say it
 	slain himself
 	said my man
 	to hide me
 	will carry no crotchets
 	love your child
 	dost return
 	That plats the manes
 	is enamour
 	do not bite my thumb
 	were you
 	will indite him
 	call A lightning
 	only lacks a cover
 	talk 'd
 	is my mother
 	would not let us
 	let the county
 	Take all myself
 	may one ask
 	hark you
 	suppos 'd you
 	think He
 	were his looks
 	will have me
 	Get thee
 	shall not excuse the injuries
 	would have married her
 	disturb our streets again Your lives
 	is my
 	give this ring
 	is some meteor
 	can make a Juliet
 	To live an unstain
 	shalt awake
 	e'er I
 	love thy company
 	shall no figure
 	shall no foot
 	Had part
 	presage some joyful news
 	dream 'd a dream
 	waste our lights
 	as see him
 	follow thee
 	Shall bitterly begin his fearful date
 	Forgive me
 	is the courageous captain
 	do protest I
 	is my heir
 	do the thing I
 	have my wish
 	shall slay them
 	Being our kinsman
 	hath corns
 	will watch you
 	Beshrew my very heart
 	attend our
 	are news
 	remove the court-cupboard
 	's your
 	will take thy word
 	will then give it you
 	hate hell
 	liest thou
 	might touch that cheek
 	might live to see thee
 	know her mind
 	down to hide his bauble
 	will make short work
 	Makes my flesh
 	would have made it
 	So please you
 	is the lark
 	doth teach the torches
 	is it my lady mother
 	send me no need
 	would it
 	afford no time
 	excels all men
 	will be a joyful woman
 	bade her
 	to ope the tomb
 	Must be my convoy
 	doth lie a-bleeding
 	prove a beauteous flower
 	rouse you
 	are happy mothers
 	shall soon keep Tybalt company
 	Dost thou not laugh
 	is something
 	hath slaughter
 	drave me
 	add more grief
 	dares love attempt
 	make me
 	see your son
 	Go you
 	doing damned hate
 	sell thee poison
 	Hast thou
 	hast vow
 	to repent the sin
 	pronounce this sentence
 	will tear thee
 	hide thyself
 	'd my letter
 	sought was her promotion
 	were interchanging thrusts and blows
 	did stay
 	says he
 	plucks it
 	roaring sea
 	will adventure
 	withdraw it
 	do beseech thee,— Madam
 	is eleven years
 	can see to do their amorous rites
 	leans her cheek
 	is dust and stones
 	Spread thy close curtain
 	Here comes your father
 	did spit his body
 	shalt know the reason
 	grey-coated gnat
 	wilt perform the rite
 	gave thee mine
 	'll be your follower
 	Therefore do nimble-pinion
 	hate the word
 	should lead her
 	saw you him to-day
 	fore-run my need
 	Is my poor heart
 	hereafter say A madman
 	is my soul
 	dreamt my master and another fought
 	wherefore weep I
 	read any thing you
 	took this mattock
 	not pursuing his
 	may call him
 	look me
 	call medlars
 	is no end
 	bid my sweet prepare
 	was stay
 	let lips
 	to keep her
 	let my old life
 	That shows thee a weak slave
 	speak to-night
 	shall free thee
 	will bring you
 	That is renown
 	lovest me
 	do defy thy conjurations
 	is Death
 	not impute this yielding
 	will doom thee death
 	come:— To cease thy suit
 	better is it
 	feasting presence
 	Shall give him
 	bring it thee
 	woo her
 	piercing steel
 	never should forget it
 	have made a simple choice
 	Twixt my extremes and me
 	would say thou
 	lies the man
 	shake the yoke
 	will none
 	bid him
 	will make thee
 	here are writ
 	wilt propagate to have it press
 	steals home my heavy son
 	should practise stratagems
 	am proverb
 	remember thy swashing blow
 	banish 'd haughty Montague
 	lead you
 	believe me
 	That may convey my greetings
 	to marry us to-day
 	tell you
 	'll call them
 	spoke him
 	being anger
 	will show myself a tyrant
 	slay thy lady
 	See thou
 	make thee
 	doth drizzle dew
 	can find a time
 	lay thee
 	will not show his head
 	therefore have I
 	threaten 'd me
 	dream it
 	shalt hear it
 	would have been a-bed an hour
 	broke her brow
 	can lay hold
 	having now provided A gentleman
 	canst not teach me
 	is a pitiful case
 	her,—so tutor
 	therefore pardon me
 	Must climb a bird
 	is a most sharp sauce
 	be these enemies?—Capulet
 	shall mend my soul
 	is no slander
 	put us
 	Is three long hours
 	warrant her
 	To hear him
 	so please you
 	is dear mercy
 	's she
 	kill 'd him
 	to see this morning
 	Is not so long as is a tedious tale
 	stay the friar
 	gone :o
 	Riddling confession
 	Look to't
 	have seen the day
 	Is death mis-term
 	'll have this knot
 	'd her breath
 	To see it
 	did slay
 	doth grieve my heart
 	will apprehend him.—
 	Shall be the label
 	set this ancient quarrel
 	serves me
 	may be a wife
 	'll thy assistant
 	reverse a prince
 	do not know the lady
 	Being the time
 	is the hag
 	whining mammet
 	call my resolution
 	said he
 	assailing eyes
 	smelling out a suit
 	bear it
 	dost love
 	Hold him
 	Get you
 	Let us
 	feel it
 	tell her that Paris
 	should be roar
 	could have stay
 	hast most kindly hit it
 	is thy gold
 	makes my number
 	will dew
 	lay hand
 	must needs wake you
 	wash him
 	tackled stair
 	can lick their fingers
 	To such a greeting
 	To wield old partisans
 	are thy chambermaids
 	Torments him
 	give me strength
 	according voice
 	'll tell you
 	Hast thou no letters
 	's a French salutation
 	let wantons
 	use thee
 	dismember 'd
 	bade him
 	do not interrupt me
 	is much abus
 	know the cause
 	is her mother
 	not give us thanks
 	here stands all your state
 	should have asked you
 	have cull 'd such necessaries
 	Being holiday
 	Being purg
 	am a pretty piece
 	have an interest
 	serve God
 	Came he not home to-night
 	see her
 	gave him
 	take thee
 	Is thy news
 	have a curse
 	see the ground whereon
 	mind the fairies
 	Compare her face
 	to hide her face
 	will kiss thy lips
 	Even so lies she
 	Direct my
 	may call the sea
 	Subtly hath minister
 	Let them affright thee
 	Do you quarrel
 	was your mother
 	to attending ears
 	stolen marriage-day
 	had worn him
 	touching hers
 	lay our scene
 	would forget it
 	becomed love I
 	learn 'd
 	assure Thou art
 	hath not seen the change
 	twas no need
 	hath Dian
 	would tear the word
 	cannot forget The precious treasure
 	do remember an apothecary
 	doth reign
 	is present death
 	spake it
 	is yond
 	do beseech you
 	shed blood
 	not think me an old murderer
 	Came I
 	hath crow
 	having her
 	Give me those flowers
 	Now comes the wanton blood
 	is my father and my mother
 	'll quit thy pains
 	'll know his grievance
 	to palm is holy palmers
 	To call hers
 	Then is it likely thou
 	will drag thee
 	lay the serving-creature
 	may sack The hateful mansion
 	Then mightst thou
 	hear me
 	would fain lay knife
 	put up my iron dagger
 	's a flower
 	betake him
 	are they
 	bepaint my cheek
 	am content
 	's nature
 	bade me
 	winged messenger
 	makes sweet division
 	stretch it
 	have watch
 	pluck the mangled Tybalt
 	run mad :O
 	have mangled it
 	rests me his minim rest
 	would have kill
 	tis known I
 	ask it me
 	bless thee
 	have been a mouse-hunt
 	attend it
 	fetch a surgeon
 	get me ink and paper
 	say I
 	hath more terror
 	can he
 	had then laid wormwood
 	'll tell thee joyful tidings
 	ne'er saw true beauty
 	hastes our marriage
 	told me Paris
 	doth her beauty
 	twas a little prating thing,—O
 	To cross my obsequies and true love
 	was ware
 	be morrow
 	To wreak the love I
 	have worn a visor
 	was yours
 	'll tell my lady you
 	else beshrew them
 	look your
 	doth it
 	seeing she
 	need you my help
 	quivering thigh
 	Follow me
 	do spy a kind
 	fa us
 	to speak a word
 	come to take his last farewell
 	make it a word
 	is the fairies
 	should be husband
 	may call it
 	to make up a show
 	blessed moon I
 	do bite my thumb
 	'll have no Cupid hood-wink 'd
 	have a trifling foolish banquet
 	'll be the man
 	doth us
 	To hear good counsel :O
 	let Romeo
 	was stout Tybalt
 	bear thee
 	living corse
 	Stop thy unhallow
 	shall testify thou
 	Hear me
 	be merry , give consent
 	's no trust
 	Will I
 	Tickling a parson
 	doth enrich the hand
 	know the sound
 	Take up those cords
 	is my son-in-law
 	Straining harsh discords
 	Taking thy part
 	to redeem me
 	'd harlotry it
 	to her our decree
 	did reign
 	shalt continue two-and-forty hours
 	weep ye
 	should bedeck thy shape
 	were a grief
 	keep this holy kiss
 	cut him
 	is the properer man
 	Is the day
 	turns it
 	see this one
 	had no notice
 	save the mark
 	to keep him company
 	get a messenger
 	Be heap
 	'll hide me
 	shall be much unfurnish
 	' torn
 	were some spite
 	is love itself
 	may wink
 	love him
 	must contrary me
 	'd like mine
 	were a very gross kind
 	ran away to call the watch
 	strew this hungry churchyard
 	Could you
 	still have known thee
 	had :O courteous Tybalt
 	keeps his part
 	show me friendship
 	be pursu
 	shed Tybalt
 	Hath been my kinsman
 	dares ne'er come back to challenge you
 	hath the steerage
 	sparing makes huge waste
 	Had she affections
 	hit you
 	will have it
 	to know his remedy
 	wilt have it
 	ran this way
 	often drown 'd
 	were An open et cætera
 	to open These dead men
 	note me
 	Shall happily make thee
 	warrant you
 	never felt a wound
 	feel no love
 	is a truth
 	Hath sorted out a sudden day
 	Is this the poultice
 	let Benvolio
 	could not send it
 	'll warrant him
 	makes me
 	'd the watch
 	Help me
 	hadst my bones
 	hath made me
 	let the porter
 	hath got his mortal hurt
 	let it
 	do me
 	To marry Paris
 	Could not take truce
 	Was woe
 	measure us
 	reconcile your friends
 	Then hie you
 	not take some occasion
 	aim 'd
 	made you
 	Here are the beetle brows
 	so do you
 	Then gave I
 	hath nothing
 	Taking the measure
 	will walk myself
 	provoke me
 	Give me my sin
 	will walk a bout
 	gives a dead man
 	teach me
 	did taste the wormwood
 	may I
 	spoken I
 	is my husband
 	's a man
 	may the cause
 	to behold this night
 	will answer the letter
 	procures her
 	Acquaint her
 	Have I
 	was Mercutio
 	Call me
 	know our drift
 	shift a trencher
 	Was I
 	to prepare him
 	should be thoughts
 	begins the woe others
 	is this day
 	should be a Montague
 	trim her
 	is the great rich Capulet
 	'll believe thee
 	look 'd
 	Think true love
 	Shall keep his native progress
 	wanders this way to-night
 	hast breath
 	go like lightning
 	is the course
 	To strike him dead I
 	is forty ducats
 	may prorogue it
 	flecked darkness
 	Having some business
 	then comes she
 	will push Montague
 	follow thee my lord
 	danc 'd
 	Is death
 	is an enemy
 	Call this a lightning
 	love cannot hit the mark
 	shall Now seeming sweet convert
 	may think her
 	will bear the light
 	to saint-seducing gold :O
 	set up my everlasting rest
 	to want thy light
 	To help to take her
 	see my cousin
 	divideth us
 	Is he
 	must wed Ere he
 	fear thou
 	must have you dance
 	was a merry man—took
 	were thy bird
 	mumbling fool
 	shall you
 	would have thee
 	am enjoin 'd
 	gore blood
 	love now Doth grace
 	eats up that plant
 	left no friendly drop
 	are many days
 	have a faint cold fear thrills
 	Despised substance
 	hadst thou
 	have not yet drunk a hundred words
 	following Tybalt
 	To move the heavens
 	send me word
 	cast me
 	take no note
 	get thyself
 	Believe me
 	will do it
 	is the bride
 	canst give no help
 	bakes the elf-locks
 	hear thou
 	ope her lap
 	will go call the watch
 	entreated her
 	hath residence and medicine power
 	will set cock-a-hoop
 	to keep the peace
 	to marry County Paris
 	Then—as the manner
 	will not let me
 	have your hands
 	sounds determine
 	is my lord
 	wear your livery
 	let him
 	put thy rapier
 	drink thou
 	being the weaker vessels
 	lies more peril
 	To smooth that rough touch
 	be many miles
 	Is your man
 	cut thy youth
 	Yet let me
 	save me a piece
 	can that woe sound.—
 	is he a man
 	would spy
 	's the mouse
 	Take him
 	burying grave
 	do exile him
 	must conjure him
 	acted simple modesty
 	speak no treason
 	tying his new shoes
 	let life
 	give you the serving-creature
 	doth my lady
 	is comfort
 	should it
 	send him
 	'd to have me
 	put it
 	prepare To follow this fair corse
 	are reason
 	dreamt my lady
 	ordained festival
 	Hold me
 	is Tybalt
 	will to slay thyself
 	utters them
 	lov 'd her kinsman Tybalt
 	shall he
 	have got small victory
 	can tell her age
 	world-wearied flesh
 	Send thy man
 	not count her
 	will show you
 	being one May stand
 	was I
 	doth give her sorrow
 	is my enemy
 	here comes my nurse
 	to take her
 	couldst not make him
 	to put my visage
 	is no need
 	Leave me
 	say thee
 	carries it
 	Is the law
 	'll draw thee
 	looks bid me
 	had chang
 	is her
 	may be crown 'd Sole monarch
 	can count their worth
 	lets it hop
 	seest it
 	so did I
 	Is Rosaline
 	saw the wound
 	deliver it
 	is yond gentleman
 	hath a hair
 	vainly lends his light
 	mark you me
 	had the strength
 	Take heed
 	take the villain
 	counts it
 	hie you
 	fettle your fine joints
 	is the hopeful lady
 	Is father
 	hold thy peace
 	Making them women
 	To catch my death
 	may strain courtesy
 	will cut off their heads
 	shall never do thee
 	hast comforted me
 	'd toil
 	peruse this face
 	to behold my lady
 	turns vice
 	have no joy
 	is your
 	will make a desperate tender
 	will ye
 	To lure this tassel-gentle
 	burn daylight
 	is the county
 	ask his name.—If he
 	will give me occasion
 	is enough I
 	to furnish me
 	'll make you
 	fear some ill unlucky thing
 	shall be Romeo
 	have a head
 	lay The noble Paris
 	Now is he
 	did approach
 	Condemned villain
 	shall be to strew thy grave
 	forgive me
 	choking gall
 	Here comes my man
 	may be thought we
 	shall thank thee
 	came The fiery Tybalt
 	So shalt thou
 	here lies the county
 	shall scant show
 	try them
 	let rich music
 	pluck your sword
 	might venge my cousin
 	slay thyself
 	again behold my Romeo
 	is my page
 	are the singer
 	craves a word
 	hath been his timeless end
 	hath a sweet sound
 	turns deadly point
 	Will it
 	dedicate his beauty
 	like it
 	is death
 	is no world
 	denote The unreasonable fury
 	To stop the inundation
 	will omit no opportunity
 	to seek a foe
 	keep the peace
 	lay me
 	must this humour
 	here lies Juliet
 	seems she
 	fetch drier logs
 	have made me
 	love which thou
 	'd the new-made bridegroom
 	shall poison
 	hath wounded me
 	Here comes the lady :O
 	cry you mercy
 	call her
 	lends them power
 	did Romeo
 	'll fa you
 	Rest you
 	bless her
 	keep her
 	blushing pilgrims
 	see thee
 	bring it
 	Find them
 	dost not mark me
 	take heed
 	Here lives a caitiff wretch
 	should have married Juliet
 	have remember
 	shall I groan
 	'll not carry coals
 	made Verona
 	Then plainly know my heart
 	'd morn smiles
 	Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts
 	gives warning something
 	So shows a snowy dove
 	'd be thy tongue
 	having him
 	Can vengeance
 	may not wear them
 	drink it
 	's the dog
 	Yet tell me
 	do love a woman
 	fear it
 	acting it
 	know I
 	have a soul
 	make his
 	may keep counsel
 	turn thy back
 	would kill thee
 	pronounce it
 	make dark heaven light
 	think she
 	without-book prologue
 	put up your dagger
 	do import Some misadventure
 	dashing rocks thy sea-sick
 	Put up your swords
 	is the god
 	pardon him
 	was an emperor
 	hath wakened thy dog
 	locks fair daylight
 	bear no hatred
 	enters the confines
 	That 's a certain text
 	do entreat her eyes
 	says my love
 	would shame those stars
 	'll give you
 	wilt anger him
 	did call thee
 	past the compass
 	stick your rosemary
 	should have none
 	becomes thy friend
 	keeps his watch
 	Scaring the ladies
 	made exchange
 	am I none
 	Speak briefly
 	sought him
 	lost a brace
 	'd wife
 	Calling death
 	shall move me
 	am the drudge
 	'll pardon you
 	cannot lick his fingers
 	'd her kinsman
 	had no power
 	slow to slack his haste
 	am Fortune
 	have lost myself
 	playing it
 	to be-rime her
 	stays a husband
 	's mew 'd
 	'll send a friar
 	ever would have thought it
 	have hands
 	Prick love
 	am slain!—If thou
 	finding him
 	hath been To have her
 	shall behold him
 	met we
 	to speak that word
 	hath catch
 	expressly hath Forbidden bandying
 	'd he
 	hadst suck 'd wisdom
 	dies her store
 	take this letter
 	hit the life
 	shall that faith return
 	fetch more spices
 	cannot sum up half my sum
 	Forgetting any other home
 	was the lark
 	Had I it
 	here comes Romeo
 	deliver 'd
 	Am I the master
 	to tell it
 	'll pay that doctrine
 	nurs 'd her daughter
 	Shall Romeo bear thee
 	riddling shrift
 	hast amaz 'd me
 	find me
 	Beshrew your heart
 	delights have violent ends
 	find thee
 	'll cry a match
 	Give me a torch
 	did Romeo turn
 	doth quote deformities
 	cut the winds
 	will follow you
 	To seek him
 	oft to-night Have my old feet
 	met the youthful lord
 	frowning night
 	constrains a man
 	learns them
 	beat them
 	might have mov
 	hast a careful father
 	repent the loss
 	Do thou but close our hands
 	would have slain my husband
 	Go thou
 	be young Petruchio
 	hast more wit
 	's no strength
 	augmenting the fresh morning
 	giving liberty
 	would a maiden blush
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 	thou art
 	a man
 	art thou
 	the prince
 	a word
 	the sun
 	the county
 	the world
 	that name
 	my love
 	my lord
 	my lady
 	the day
 	st thou
 	thy love
 	my soul
 	this night
 	an hour
 	the lark
 	the time
 	that I
 	a Montague
 	the Capulets
 	the earth
 	my cell
 	my child
 	my heart
 	the law
 	the friar
 	the house
 	that word
 	the wall
 	my thumb
 	a poison
 	your mother
 	my cousin
 	O God
 	the churchyard
 	thy lady
 	my husband
 	that thou
 	my daughter
 	my Romeo
 	the watch
 	which thou
 	O me
 	good Mercutio
 	My lord
 	my life
 	the ground
 	the air
 	this place
 	my lips
 	my man
 	Good morrow
 	O Romeo
 	Friar Laurence
 	the night
 	the loss
 	My master
 	the morning
 	thy face
 	my head
 	the vault
 	sayst thou
 	thy back
 	A plague
 	all men
 	my master
 	it thee
 	The day
 	the goose
 	comfort me
 	a maid
 	the sea
 	Friar John
 	the lady
 	the nurse
 	a friar
 	my breast
 	the tomb
 	me thy hand
 	my father
 	her eyes
 	the maids
 	his mistress
 	County Paris
 	it me
 	thine eyes
 	O Lord
 	a dead man
 	no man
 	an you
 	both your houses
 	Thou art
 	the peace
 	a letter
 	O day
 	the reason
 	the Montagues
 	his father
 	the matter
 	this haste
 	Saint Peter
 	st me
 	Make haste
 	any man
 	my friend
 	their bons
 	our marriage
 	holy friar
 	a guest
 	his lady
 	eleven years
 	bed to-night
 	the strength
 	the heaven
 	your father
 	his face
 	His son
 	a head
 	their eyes
 	An you
 	thy wit
 	the fairies
 	my true love
 	the winds
 	thy father
 	the clouds
 	her silver sound
 	Thy wit
 	you dance
 	the year
 	Sir Paris
 	his body
 	More light
 	my tale
 	the ear
 	Queen Mab
 	the wings
 	a foe
 	thy name
 	these woes
 	a beast
 	an honest gentleman
 	my face
 	this fair corse
 	thy breath
 	my lord and father
 	O child
 	That murder
 	a flower
 	a house
 	trust me
 	all things
 	O cousin
 	my back
 	those persons
 	a kinsman
 	a hare
 	a sea
 	fair Verona
 	dear Juliet
 	my troth
 	A gentleman
 	a joyful bride
 	a tender thing
 	her grave
 	thy bed
 	My husband
 	which way
 	part them
 	a month
 	brave Mercutio
 	your man
 	her beauty
 	the friend
 	the case
 	her face
 	my mistress
 	an egg
 	A dog
 	a cup
 	a duellist
 	thy word
 	your hate
 	my course
 	thy pains
 	holy palmers
 	An I
 	my house
 	the face
 	the cause
 	no time
 	my hearts
 	your chamber
 	my faith
 	no need
 	my wife
 	good nurse
 	this fray
 	a foot
 	the bones
 	thy wits
 	which he
 	dear saint
 	a bawd
 	I wake
 	dear love
 	Which you
 	all the world
 	my speed
 	The sun
 	the book
 	my grief
 	this morning
 	this time
 	the ears
 	a week
 	that hand
 	good fellow
 	Your love
 	some noise
 	O lamentable day
 	my sweet love
 	which we
 	a holy man
 	a gentleman
 	my young lady
 	this city
 	your hands
 	my letter
 	a grave
 	the measure
 	our heads
 	the nightingale
 	the fire
 	young Romeo
 	my ghostly father
 	Scurvy knave
 	a villain
 	thy cheeks
 	the hour
 	a friend
 	the mark
 	a case
 	God ye good den
 	thy lips
 	O woe
 	his pleasure
 	quoth he
 	The County Paris
 	a scratch
 	the place
 	her cheek
 	the thing I
 	art thou Romeo
 	good den
 	his head
 	The world
 	this love
 	thou sham
 	his love
 	that Tybalt
 	thy heart
 	the word
 	my wedding bed
 	a visor
 	a hair
 	old Capulet
 	your thumb
 	Ere he
 	Alack the day
 	Hie you
 	it you
 	the devil
 	your cousin
 	anger him
 	the bottom
 	the cords
 	this day
 	My heart
 	Pray you
 	my letters
 	my foe
 	a trencher
 	the man
 	the lash
 	you the serving-creature
 	his twisted gyves
 	The ape
 	a merry whoreson
 	the bak
 	thee mine
 	comfortable friar
 	each part
 	now Doth grace
 	the cave
 	thy rapier
 	knees humbly bow
 	Tybalt calls
 	'd likeness
 	hire post-horses
 	their maidenheads
 	the second cup
 	a merry man—took
 	a sin
 	the lady :O
 	unaccustom 'd cause
 	your tongue
 	a nobleman
 	a day
 	dust and stones
 	thy tears
 	some ill unlucky thing
 	st me bury
 	Thou and my bosom
 	him dead I
 	These times
 	their swords
 	his man
 	not thy nurse
 	this knot
 	this the poultice
 	My dearest cousin
 	my chamber
 	a tithe pig
 	These griefs
 	all your state
 	Thy noble shape
 	this loathsome world
 	the mansion
 	Holding thine ear
 	a tortoise hung
 	the hopeful lady
 	thee my man
 	this girl
 	long love
 	quoth a'?—Gentlemen
 	his wisdom
 	the mean time
 	a lamb
 	my name
 	Henceforward I
 	moon I
 	good Benvolio
 	his light feathers
 	our cancell
 	Towards him I
 	my bed
 	both Receive
 	other griefs
 	good Juliet.— I
 	fair ladies
 	dear employment
 	that every part
 	thy beauty
 	ten thousand Tybalts
 	such antick
 	the sunset
 	a misbehav
 	the hate I
 	which grief It
 	his grievance
 	my earth
 	good night
 	his intents I
 	my child my joys
 	your disposition
 	Do ebb and flow
 	his shelves A beggarly account
 	a seeming man
 	your child
 	willingly give cure
 	The heads
 	The citizens
 	unstuff 'd brain Doth couch his limbs
 	a round
 	'd a dream
 	thou art Dun
 	a dozen friends
 	the street
 	your dagger
 	my art,— A sleeping potion
 	ill-beseeming beast
 	a tedious tale
 	thou a poperin pear
 	a lover
 	a noise
 	flourishes his blade
 	my convoy
 	a fair presence
 	your bed
 	Mercutio and his brother Valentine
 	His looks I
 	which startles
 	it more sin
 	forswear it
 	that wise men
 	My noble uncle
 	Young Adam Cupid
 	that day
 	evening mass
 	Thou wouldst
 	bright angel
 	a note
 	rest Come
 	This vault
 	sweet division
 	O thou untaught
 	dates and quinces
 	such a gorgeous palace
 	st thou we
 	the bosom
 	arm An envious thrust
 	A piteous corse
 	the rigour
 	bright eyes
 	the trunk
 	her heaviness
 	their fingers
 	the stain
 	rank 'd
 	inauspicious stars
 	the manner
 	mine eyes
 	Some aqua-vitæ
 	his pilgrimage
 	more grief
 	the servants
 	the shoemaker
 	thou womb
 	This gentleman
 	the sport
 	his affections
 	That heaven
 	Didst thou
 	a thousand years
 	more clouds
 	scarlet straight
 	her consent
 	their own beauties
 	Cold death
 	her father
 	the gleek
 	ancient lady
 	Susan and she—God rest
 	the furious Tybalt
 	me a piece
 	a surgeon
 	my very heart
 	accents!—'By Jesu
 	d. O brother Montague
 	drizzle dew
 	musty seeds
 	Contempt and beggary
 	'd feast
 	a rich jewel
 	Most miserable hour
 	saints lips
 	that fall
 	my desperate brains
 	my truckle-bed
 	thy body
 	her case
 	huge waste
 	the smallest spider
 	the wind
 	the ground I
 	some other letter
 	my mind
 	those fellows
 	my wish
 	O life
 	lips that they
 	this resolve
 	a poor prisoner
 	Such comfort
 	The earth
 	thy eye
 	goodly gear
 	thy cheek
 	Chequering the eastern clouds
 	an execution
 	your son
 	past hope
 	the everlasting flint
 	thou some new infection
 	thy likeness thou
 	Therefore use none
 	us to-day
 	which I
 	the doors
 	this case
 	a joy
 	pensive daughter
 	The lady
 	untimely death Banish
 	me this jest
 	cheerful thoughts
 	a virtuous,—Where
 	Such mortal drugs I
 	a madman
 	mine enemy
 	my liege
 	rise and stand
 	the very butcher
 	this speech
 	a truth
 	lesser cause
 	murder her
 	my short date
 	sour misfortune
 	his eyes
 	gold clasps locks
 	the sin
 	every tongue
 	my only hate
 	name I
 	our decree
 	sleep and peace
 	The curfew bell
 	it good den
 	her tears
 	thee,— Madam
 	the city
 	grant thou
 	bitter gall
 	the morn
 	these arms
 	yellow chapless skulls
 	watery beams
 	mine uncle Capulet
 	the term
 	Switch and spurs
 	The ground
 	warm youthful blood
 	this masque
 	O Tybalt
 	the god
 	Thy fault our law
 	This wind you talk
 	the steerage
 	four— She
 	My name
 	no worship
 	the inundation
 	like lightning
 	thy kinsman
 	his foe suppos
 	more joy
 	thy years
 	my lady wisdom
 	Holy Saint Francis
 	the great chamber
 	very tall man
 	Thy drugs
 	more light
 	a golden axe
 	the taste
 	all the veins
 	twenty hundred thousand times
 	the breath
 	thy hands
 	his part
 	By'r Lady
 	a French salutation
 	the fairest stars
 	an O
 	the first and second cause
 	all the field
 	st it
 	thy youth
 	such a quarrel
 	their spheres
 	my temper
 	a disgrace
 	this neighbour-stained steel,—
 	a brawl
 	good goose
 	thy unhallow
 	me no thankings
 	her The form
 	My lips
 	their weapons
 	cold fire
 	honest gentleman
 	melancholy bells
 	this state she
 	her best array
 	his sword prepar
 	Which the dark night
 	holy sir
 	thy friend
 	the very first house
 	Answer me
 	My sword
 	years Ere I
 	Gorg 'd
 	The collars
 	This afternoon
 	My blood
 	hundred years
 	my wit
 	Thou sober-suited matron
 	this weak flower Poison
 	heaven itself
 	all eyes gaze
 	his soul
 	no part
 	his windows
 	fire and powder
 	The quarrel
 	speedy help
 	a lovely gentleman
 	him company
 	the guests
 	we mask
 	baleful weeds
 	a ring
 	both our remedies
 	it my lady mother
 	true and faithful Juliet
 	the demesnes
 	her age
 	that exile
 	taste the wormwood
 	fright you
 	more spices
 	Which the commission
 	the store
 	my invocation
 	my heart itself
 	a spirit
 	an interest
 	I. Peace
 	our joy
 	either part
 	no unconstant toy
 	this marriage he
 	thy eyes
 	no pulse
 	Above the clouds
 	these trees
 	Romeo cries
 	Couple it
 	my fay
 	the joint-stools
 	pure gold
 	Now old desire
 	a Jack
 	any other home
 	An she
 	my enemy
 	our solemnity this night
 	your ladyship
 	hell itself
 	my word
 	Hunting thee
 	an emperor
 	a very flower
 	The tears
 	No faith
 	Romeo press
 	loving terms
 	trouble Peter
 	a common bound
 	all days
 	which stains
 	gentle Romeo
 	my haviour light
 	me friendship
 	Our instruments
 	civil night
 	him disparagement
 	part your canker
 	civil hands
 	this borrow
 	the painter
 	your cheeks
 	A crutch
 	he not home to-night
 	your nine lives
 	a name I
 	her fortune
 	all Montagues
 	every man
 	that report
 	the Montague
 	many eyes
 	the siege
 	this knife I
 	That living mortals
 	thy hair
 	thrusts and blows
 	a dog
 	light thee
 	these ill news
 	my mistresses
 	her fan
 	wake you
 	my iron dagger
 	his nets
 	this world
 	our sides
 	the constable
 	anon Drums
 	grief shows
 	respective lenity
 	this second marriage
 	well-seeming forms
 	a lenten pie
 	A gentler judgment vanish
 	a mutiny
 	last yourself
 	the terror
 	thy joy
 	a husband
 	torment me
 	the operation
 	fourteen years
 	himself talk
 	thou respect
 	Bid her
 	st my daughter
 	the sweeter rest
 	the hand
 	teach the torches
 	thousand times
 	it a word
 	every cat
 	my weapon
 	a loathed enemy
 	sweet milk
 	the Capel
 	thy dog
 	no healthsome air
 	though fond nature bids us
 	my master news
 	this sentence
 	that blows
 	such vile matter
 	Romeo slew him
 	her immortal part
 	thy tale
 	You tallow face
 	no sharp-ground knife
 	the maid
 	a good lady
 	a lamp
 	'd meats
 	a hundred words
 	Good heart
 	Verona walls
 	a bloody piteous corse
 	A pair
 	myself to-night
 	'd time
 	Sups the fair Rosaline
 	This day
 	The son
 	O heavy day
 	thy mistress
 	O flesh
 	their enmity
 	yet thy sighs
 	the dial
 	Thy dear love
 	their amorous rites
 	it presses
 	precious-juiced flowers
 	little atomies Athwart men
 	Herself pois
 	this sepulchre
 	one Paris
 	'd her daughter
 	The horrible conceit
 	Our solemn hymns
 	such an eye
 	my suit
 	I none
 	Which way
 	noble County Paris
 	their spring
 	O prince
 	the course
 	His agile arm
 	the child
 	a feeling loss
 	the stock
 	divers kind We
 	death Thou
 	his view
 	the honey
 	a conduit
 	Speakest thou
 	a deal
 	their true descent
 	your native spring
 	the confines
 	st pale
 	the old bench
 	this second match
 	st thy shape
 	knock and enter
 	sack The hateful mansion
 	this one
 	the dew-dropping
 	this noble earl
 	the search
 	Romeo slew Tybalt
 	nimble soles
 	a better love
 	shrift to-day
 	his new doublet
 	the circumstance
 	The most you
 	a dump we
 	envious streaks
 	a parson
 	the heel
 	her airy tongue
 	the gossamer
 	me a mistress
 	Which modern lamentation
 	that plant
 	all bedaub
 	very weak dealing
 	the heart
 	the furthest sea
 	your messages yourself
 	To-night she
 	unnatural sleep
 	myself I
 	our feast
 	thievish ways
 	a wind
 	that dream
 	A fortnight
 	she— Peace
 	this count I
 	'd you
 	a winning match
 	these sorrows
 	sweet bait
 	the life
 	some Paris
 	little stars
 	a portly gentleman
 	a sudden calm
 	these ambiguities
 	An ill-beseeming semblance
 	the streets
 	our scene
 	young baggage
 	wake her
 	the blood
 	Thy tears
 	a trifling foolish banquet
 	thy son
 	an we
 	all combin
 	the bridegroom
 	mine eye
 	rest you
 	thy light
 	Good king
 	Me they
 	such sweet sorrow
 	her tomb
 	my master and another fought
 	the plate
 	our five wits
 	Any man
 	another man
 	heavy burden
 	Heaven and yourself
 	thy parts
 	this foul murder
 	thee death
 	my bones
 	our good meaning
 	all the days
 	her mine
 	her mind
 	Juliet and her Romeo
 	My dismal scene I
 	little worm
 	present death
 	his paramour
 	such rate
 	The stony entrance
 	it hop
 	the mouth
 	The fearful passage
 	such a villain
 	the wind-swift
 	good carriage
 	My grave
 	This letter he
 	a jealous-hood
 	my wits
 	daughter Juliet
 	the reach
 	An old hare hoar
 	one speak
 	a penny
 	Juliet thy love
 	Verona streets
 	our foe
 	one little body Thou
 	The letter
 	tender Juliet match
 	death Have they
 	O friar
 	her store
 	wolvish-ravening lamb
 	their worth
 	A bawd
 	a ring she
 	me Paris
 	gold :O
 	arm that voice
 	God ye good morrow
 	me the letter
 	A madman
 	Which once untangled much misfortune
 	all the admired beauties
 	a rapier
 	his beauty
 	much abus
 	a buried corse
 	Her waggoner
 	lead So stakes me
 	the night spirits resort
 	fair sun
 	you this afternoon
 	my lady and my wife
 	you a wife
 	face And find delight writ
 	the airy region stream
 	my betossed soul
 	his thanks
 	an Ethiop
 	Romeo Come
 	Most lamentable day
 	that cheek
 	Hadst thou no poison mix
 	black word death
 	fair use Revolts
 	this fair maid
 	the argument
 	his son
 	I the master
 	Five times
 	they list
 	a shirt
 	much danger
 	old riband
 	effect I
 	a messenger
 	the frozen bosom
 	a kiss I
 	no power
 	My daughter he
 	kiss thy lips
 	Mis-shapen chaos
 	the heavens
 	his own fingers
 	good sweet nurse
 	the beetle brows
 	son and heir
 	Therefore thy earliness
 	d. She
 	my fair niece Rosaline
 	the all-seeing sun Ne'er
 	a tavern claps me his sword
 	my teeth—
 	My true love
 	Their course
 	his mortal hurt
 	better temper
 	this fair volume
 	this drivelling love
 	our further pleasure
 	my old age
 	thy grave
 	'd spirit Lifts me
 	Thy lips
 	her kinsman
 	one May stand
 	A glooming peace
 	thy good heart
 	a wife
 	this bed
 	a crow
 	thy gold
 	nothing but vain fantasy
 	thee this night
 	These happy masks
 	my dear hap
 	his needy shop
 	the rank poison
 	have violent ends
 	Two such opposed foes
 	this yielding
 	old cakes
 	these masterless
 	Thou wretched boy
 	the kinsman
 	a hole
 	thou no letters
 	the bridal bed
 	methinks I
 	my kinsmen
 	my coz
 	your pennyworths
 	womanish fear
 	st I
 	their pleasure stay
 	black fate
 	Good thou
 	Both you
 	comfort thee
 	the bride
 	these two days
 	me dead;— Strange dream
 	more food
 	d. Marry
 	more courtship
 	holy marriage
 	you he
 	the fair creature
 	early tongue
 	a fiend
 	comfort her
 	my forefathers
 	his time
 	you and rosemary
 	yonder knight
 	woeful day
 	good Romeo
 	Wash they his wounds
 	her scope
 	it likely thou
 	our masters and us their men
 	young Petruchio
 	empty boxes
 	bitter conduct
 	the singer
 	sweet discourses
 	counsel me
 	the white wonder
 	usest none
 	three long hours
 	Her whip
 	dancing shoes
 	trouble you
 	an unkind hour
 	dank dew
 	a face
 	Cupid wings
 	An open et cætera
 	old Free-town
 	this same wayward girl
 	us but this only child
 	thee my lord
 	Therefore thy kinsmen
 	my brother
 	faithful vow
 	The grey-ey
 	a tomb
 	best array
 	her place
 	stay dinner
 	poor my lord
 	a torch?—muffle me
 	my cousin Tybalt
 	An you re us
 	the place death
 	the cell
 	a gossip
 	Three civil brawls
 	man art thou
 	Hood my unmann 'd blood
 	foul sluttish hairs
 	any news
 	an R.
 	a usurer
 	A peevish self-will
 	our lights
 	this fatal brawl
 	the earthquake
 	Art thou a man
 	thee joyful tidings
 	a minute
 	my maidenhead
 	true honour bring
 	Our wedding cheer
 	a ladder
 	unattainted eye
 	the ground whereon
 	this mixture
 	end motion
 	the lightning
 	that same ancient vault
 	the dove-house wall
 	goodman boy
 	his house
 	good my friend
 	thy fortune
 	Rebellious subjects
 	Sweet flower
 	much salt water
 	an eagle
 	no foot
 	pretty fool
 	this same ancient feast
 	empty tigers
 	a candle holder
 	thee tidings
 	an unaccustom
 	thy shape
 	her breath
 	her womb children
 	his name.—If he
 	the prompter
 	our person
 	a morning
 	these heartless hinds
 	her mother
 	our morning
 	this humour
 	Your plantain leaf
 	none but I
 	that dim monument
 	the door
 	yesternight Return
 	Thy beauty
 	share the glory
 	your pernicious rage
 	next we
 	that Rosaline
 	the bawdy hand
 	the punto
 	your woes
 	the immortal passado
 	our state
 	This precious book
 	a most sharp sauce
 	oppression starveth
 	d. You
 	that she
 	his lips
 	This letter
 	No better term
 	our counsel
 	a joyful woman
 	gory swords
 	the kind prince
 	the abbey wall
 	Your tributary drops
 	his beard
 	such prolixity
 	the worser
 	this contract to-night
 	thy centre
 	O honey nurse
 	those eyes
 	every old man
 	this shame
 	my counsel
 	Do thou
 	t'other side
 	some villanous shame
 	no slander
 	good cousin Capulet
 	The law
 	dear sake thou
 	his leg
 	circumstance descry
 	that tongue
 	no hatred
 	Romeo he cries
 	Tis torture
 	Some comfort
 	thy foot I
 	it bitter , pretty fool
 	their breaths
 	him eyes
 	very good meat
 	An alligator stuff
 	thy wild acts
 	those bloody hands
 	that it
 	bold Mercutio
 	a form
 	my prayers
 	her scarlet lip
 	his maids
 	That presses them
 	t they
 	O serpent heart
 	chain me
 	Your part
 	Come Lammas-eve
 	this dire night
 	your French slop
 	thyself and these woes
 	Driving back shadows
 	no words
 	No money
 	me my long sword
 	A right fair mark
 	his own affections
 	the end
 	your adversary And yours
 	the rest
 	a mouse
 	his shaft
 	all my hopes
 	Juliet wills it
 	a prince
 	the powerful grace
 	Verona art thou
 	hand Murder
 	My back
 	some ill
 	your rude brawls
 	this so sudden business
 	no figure
 	smooth thy name
 	your fine joints
 	ancient citizens
 	his looks
 	thy teat
 	The more I
 	This love feel I
 	their grave beseeming ornaments
 	your marriage
 	me the light
 	his fingers
 	A grave
 	loathed toad change eyes
 	O break
 	the best friend I
 	names the writing person
 	breath 'd such life
 	the singleness
 	saucy merchant
 	tatter 'd weeds
 	st or seest
 	st Tybalt
 	Your worship
 	fair I
 	some half
 	a careful father
 	your pate
 	their true qualities
 	a subject
 	Bid a sick man
 	a kitchen-wench
 	sweet my mother
 	their spite
 	tis much pride
 	signal that thou
 	one respect I
 	O calm
 	his chamber pens himself
 	thy form cries
 	The time
 	a sad burial feast
 	thy sheath
 	the fairer face
 	a sword
 	Good Peter
 	meantime forbear
 	this holy kiss
 	thirty years
 	my husband—God
 	this palace
 	The game
 	your back
 	rate her
 	the worshipp
 	foul mouth
 	the true ground
 	curious eye
 	light wings
 	golden sleep
 	twenty such Jacks
 	thy sword
 	your great enemy
 	your mis-temper 'd weapons
 	my eyesight
 	a bird
 	a pitiful case
 	The pretty wretch
 	the sweetest lady—Lord
 	a club
 	and—Good den
 	thy man
 	God shield
 	My ears
 	that they
 	the nipple
 	A lightning
 	Sharp misery
 	life clos
 	all Christian souls!—
 	this way
 	Methinks I
 	all dissemblers
 	me a case
 	this sight
 	his pilcher
 	divinest show
 	their heads
 	unbruised youth
 	Romeo Hath
 	the hams
 	the all-cheering sun
 	every married lineament
 	the sun exhales
 	this same monument
 	that one word
 	a rat
 	their pride Ere we
 	honest gentlemen
 	Vile earth
 	Fear me
 	this intrusion
 	soonest hit
 	a desperate man
 	good , good nurse
 	the sun sets
 	thine eye
 	my bones ache
 	you my help
 	desperate men
 	good fellows
 	a simple choice
 	a woman
 	Good faith
 	these keys
 	more validity
 	light it
 	The exchange
 	this osier cage
 	your gossips
 	that heaven
 	myself a tyrant
 	your time
 	the tables
 	the deadly level
 	Romeo Leap
 	such a waggoner
 	all this day
 	The excuse
 	a name
 	death :O
 	an impatient child
 	his tongue
 	this same needy man
 	the town
 	this Romeo
 	the fresh morning
 	your friends
 	The boy
 	that house
 	the serving-creature
 	that bare vowel
 	re you
 	as good he
 	Saint Francis
 	Alla stoccata
 	I joy
 	these two foes
 	some business
 	this spade
 	these three hours
 	their high
 	heavenly eloquence
 	your tears
 	Juliet pin
 	gentle Paris
 	mad :O
 	death mis-term
 	A whispering tale
 	Which mannerly devotion shows
 	his light
 	us minstrels
 	no joy
 	disobedient opposition
 	an unstain
 	an thou
 	faithful wife
 	a snowy dove
 	the thoughts
 	his remedy
 	yond yew-trees
 	this salt flood
 	A great suspicion
 	Open the tomb
 	such needful ornaments
 	the strangers
 	his death
 	some spite
 	tis no time
 	Good prudence
 	a gun
 	choice Lies my consent
 	the woe others
 	a vault
 	thee they
 	That same villain
 	some occasion
 	most woeful day
 	another benefice
 	my lady you
 	no treason
 	Hark you
 	Dry sorrow drinks our blood
 	bloody Tybalt
 	the mind oppress
 	this unlook
 	thy poverty
 	Content thee
 	their office
 	our house
 	thy grief
 	a little prating thing,—O
 	an agate-stone
 	my death
 	heaven!—O wife
 	the light
 	gentle night
 	a grief
 	my rude hand
 	a hand
 	that he
 	new baptiz
 	This night I
 	true use
 	no such sight
 	purple fountains
 	the mad blood
 	thy way
 	my knees
 	no crotchets
 	'd wisdom
 	one heavy bier
 	the next night
 	true birth
 	the envious moon
 	a dream
 	her natural bosom
 	O fortune
 	The precious treasure
 	'd such necessaries
 	Your looks
 	tis twenty years
 	My lord and you
 	no law
 	no stop
 	no notice
 	thine enemy
 	his heir
 	the new-made bridegroom
 	this mattock
 	word ill urg
 	lasting labour
 	Pitiful sight
 	this black strife
 	her hand
 	the jest
 	O'er courtiers
 	all naught
 	O you The doors
 	thy best robes
 	that hour
 	our toil
 	This night you
 	me strength
 	the margent
 	The people
 	this rage
 	holy nuns
 	all thy veins
 	my lady I
 	painted bow
 	her silver sound—
 	him home
 	the heads
 	thy ways
 	the moonshine
 	the infant rind
 	one ask
 	his grave
 	No nightingale
 	myself excus
 	the sentence
 	their children
 	a crutch
 	'd and sullen wench
 	Holy Franciscan friar
 	yet near day
 	a torch-bearer
 	the valour
 	some meteor
 	the blind bow-boy
 	her favour
 	an eye
 	slaughter 'd Romeo
 	a certain text
 	his rest
 	cloudy night
 	st my head
 	My very friend
 	villain cousin
 	Unhappy fortune
 	break it
 	Jesu Maria
 	poor Romeo
 	a rearward
 	such sour company
 	Sweet Montague
 	this holy act
 	her womb
 	scathe you.—I
 	Too great oppression
 	thy mood
 	the slip
 	an inch narrow
 	a tenderkiss
 	Come Pentecost
 	the public haunt
 	a Juliet
 	meant love
 	these hot days
 	damned guilty deeds
 	your consent
 	the truth
 	stainless maidenhoods
 	Displant a town
 	you men
 	no breath
 	my old feet
 	twenty pieces
 	That unsubstantial Death
 	a wound
 	A hall
 	Thy husband
 	mine own fortune
 	none ill
 	God gi
 	Good gentle youth
 	the street cry Romeo
 	honourable reckoning
 	our streets again Your lives
 	our side
 	me counsel
 	A troubled mind
 	hollow perjury
 	thy bird
 	The cover
 	my misery
 	wond'ring eyes
 	mine age
 	Young Romeo
 	This neighbour air
 	your face
 	overwhelming brows
 	the garish sun
 	mortal paradise
 	O churl
 	much I
 	The heavens
 	the volume
 	my brotherhood
 	more days
 	dead men
 	all myself
 	switch and spurs
 	a sight
 	me a torch
 	the dead bodies
 	my reputation stain
 	your leaves
 	the versal world
 	A precious ring
 	free men
 	thee cords
 	a young cockerel
 	no friendly drop
 	his manly breast
 	temper it
 	my cheek
 	civil blood
 	this anatomy
 	some house
 	her statue
 	thy gracious self
 	you him to-day
 	my heart!—poor
 	noble parentage
 	Her chariot
 	our order
 	the whole depth
 	one short minute
 	'd grave
 	your broken shin
 	Villain and he
 	dim night Depart
 	No warmth
 	crown 'd Sole monarch
 	holy Laurence
 	good son
 	one foot
 	O holy friar
 	a team
 	tis no wit
 	thy assistant
 	a fire
 	her promotion
 	Tis well thou art
 	my page
 	good manners
 	your rosemary
 	the bounds
 	more light!—For shame
 	every knave
 	this tassel-gentle
 	Towards Phœbus
 	this letter
 	brine Hath wash
 	the table
 	the room
 	O most wicked fiend
 	a fine
 	tutor me
 	spy a kind
 	the rood
 	his pencil
 	him such an unaccustom
 	me some present counsel
 	Helen and Hero hildings
 	my unworthiest hand This holy shrine
 	many orisons
 	a crow-keeper
 	the hollow ground
 	a white wench
 	His help
 	Tis all one
 	her fine foot
 	The roses
 	menace me
 	My naked weapon
 	his ropery
 	my teen
 	seek happy nights
 	a grey eye
 	thy chambermaids
 	'd thy sallow cheeks
 	little mouse
 	all these hideous fears
 	thy life I
 	st the mask
 	blows us
 	quote deformities
 	a love
 	me she
 	Which heavy sorrow
 	an apothecary
 	an ill thing
 	My leisure
 	thou not laugh
 	a pair
 	he not Romeo call
 	James Soundpost
 	more woe
 	A lover
 	dear father
 	rich Capulet
 	forbear this outrage
 	O nurse
 	no love
 	Immoderately she
 	A dateless bargain
 	Utter your gravity
 	sweet repose
 	path and Titan
 	Dead art thou
 	one kiss
 	these poor compounds
 	a sudden one
 	delay We
 	a greeting
 	my comfort
 	hard-hearted wench
 	thy canopy
 	them women
 	d. Ay
 	my son
 	my good lord
 	thy life
 	thy chamber
 	his last farewell
 	these new tuners
 	O loving hate
 	a stranger
 	the two hours
 	my obsequies and true love
 	his death-bed
 	my heart abhors
 	this distilled liquor
 	many mine
 	well-govern 'd youth
 	O any thing
 	strong proof
 	an ancient receptacle
 	a martial scorn
 	such excess I
 	the voice
 	my visage
 	dead to-night
 	death and night
 	his brow shame
 	you this night
 	Good pilgrim
 	the prettiest babe
 	my closet
 	hasty powder fir
 	any gentlewoman
 	merit bliss
 	a pretty piece
 	thy lord
 	'd runsgate
 	O dear account
 	my poor heart
 	The valiant Paris
 	Tis but the pale reflex
 	her lap
 	doves draw Love
 	that didst
 	his bauble
 	a courtier
 	a sigh
 	a very good blade!—a
 	my mother
 	this direful murder
 	young waverer
 	tis you
 	one or two men
 	yonder tower
 	this penury
 	A thing
 	thy Juliet
 	more care
 	Warm and new kill
 	this face
 	his look
 	Nightly she
 	my holy order
 	short work
 	fear or doubt
 	a soul
 	one hand
 	the hag
 	the hay
 	all these piteous woes We
 	a braggart
 	softest music
 	her that Paris
 	A pack
 	The shady curtains
 	their parents
 	bare my letter
 	the stars
 	some want
 	The noble Paris
 	care lodges
 	her bed
 	himself an artificial night
 	misadventur 'd piteous overthrows
 	My child
 	his haste
 	an age
 	old Tiberio
 	a sweet goose
 	the fair daughter
 	Full half
 	that my master slew him
 	vile Montague
 	a cave
 	the fatal loins
 	me twenty cunning cooks
 	her brow
 	slaughter 'd youth
 	sullen dirges
 	my resolution
 	its brow A bump
 	no ears
 	Happiness courts thee
 	Romeo bear thee
 	further woe
 	thy rotten jaws
 	this same place
 	a grandsire phrase
 	my extremes and me
 	vile part
 	comfort you
 	the bridegroom he
 	a hall
 	I desire some confidence
 	Romeo seal
 	that crystal scales
 	star-cross 'd lovers
 	O sweet Juliet
 	that kiss
 	his intents
 	the life-weary taker
 	some other maid
 	thy mother
 	you thanks
 	a sepulchre
 	One pain
 	the wound
 	thy death
 	we scarce thought us
 	thou dar
 	silver all these fruit-tree tops,— O
 	an unmade grave
 	a toad
 	thou day
 	Signior Valentio and his cousin Tybalt
 	that faith return
 	thy news
 	those cords
 	my office
 	you quarrel
 	liking move
 	mangled it
 	My bosom
 	a whit
 	tongue Unfold the imagin
 	my rest
 	Thou fond mad man
 	That slew
 	more favour
 	carrion flies
 	his own tears
 	the charm
 	a fair lady
 	the canker death
 	a blow
 	this father
 	past joy
 	yet thy head
 	thy swan
 	My poverty
 	'd happiness
 	Lucio and the lively Helena
 	my need
 	that deceit
 	no end
 	fury :O
 	his deep sighs
 	Call Peter
 	a fool
 	My house
 	that vast shore wash
 	our intents
 	young lady
 	give room
 	a sweet sound
 	his liberty
 	that time it
 	my dearer lord
 	own word
 	many virtues
 	Thou pout
 	her severity
 	'd death
 	Her eye discourses
 	they so shriek
 	Your mother
 	our judgment
 	O trespass
 	thy stay
 	no strength
 	grubs and eyeless skulls
 	this a lamentable thing
 	the monument
 	a triumphant grave
 	sense thou
 	'd haughty Montague
 	his sweet leaves
 	No matter
 	this way to-night
 	no opportunity
 	a jest
 	the herald
 	you burden love
 	the damned use
 	our streets
 	your joys
 	her silver
 	no eyes
 	thou art swift
 	your passado
 	the tidings
 	my pump
 	dishonourable , vile submission
 	that woe sound.—
 	devil art thou
 	drier logs
 	your veins
 	me dispute
 	any other name
 	thy help
 	ready stand
 	A rime I
 	This dagger
 	Doing more murders
 	some other name
 	the inconstant moon
 	my true heart
 	A man
 	the letter
 	your neck
 	some grief shows
 	us thanks
 	treacherous revolt
 	a dried herring
 	I thy news
 	these years
 	near ally
 	'd this orchard wall
 	a medlar tree
 	a fearful point
 	d. A right good mark-man
 	I anger her
 	an alderman
 	his heart cleft
 	the pantry
 	my sweet prepare
 	pure and vestal modesty
 	my fiddlestick
 	his dear blood
 	the gate
 	her sorrow
 	thy bosom
 	gainst Thursday
 	severest law
 	my kin
 	past cure
 	my ears
 	a pestilent knave
 	an I
 	untimely death
 	O my brother
 	Tybalt company
 	true Romeo
 	two years
 	old grub
 	my unrest
 	The fiery Tybalt
 	my sight
 	that title
 	Thy face
 	a needy time
 	Thy purpose marriage
 	the wealth
 	her fellows shows
 	my gossip Venus one fair word
 	his lady lie
 	Earth-treading stars
 	me none
 	thy peace
 	them a measure
 	son It rains
 	the wanton summer air
 	the universal earth
 	dear love—
 	farewell compliment
 	Young son
 	all respects
 	the cook
 	a highway
 	thy skill
 	:O courteous Tybalt
 	some poison
 	dear Romeo
 	a sisterhood
 	Thou villain Capulet
 	the gentlewoman
 	'd sun Peer
 	any liquid thing you
 	foreign throats
 	Life and these lips
 	my dear son
 	the drudge
 	'd me
 	thy part
 	these strange flies
 	my nurse
 	me his letter
 	myself and many other friends
 	our stage
 	the cheek
 	which the friar
 	Some word
 	The orchard walls
 	O woeful day
 	good soul
 	the housewife
 	Canker 'd
 	our daughter
 	It strains me
 	the villain lives
 	thy swashing blow
 	cram thee
 	the mire
 	this hour my man
 	More torches
 	silver-sweet sound lovers
 	Now seeming sweet convert
 	my poor house look
 	their hate
 	thy three-hours wife
 	a madness
 	My bounty
 	much bound
 	the pastry
 	an antick face
 	that rough touch
 	thine own defence
 	some strange nature
 	pure love
 	my flesh
 	this bloody knife
 	my lips the sin
 	true beauty
 	Hugh Rebeck
 	You kiss
 	open outcry
 	these accidents
 	fares my Juliet
 	yond gentleman
 	your livery
 	my halidom
 	happy time
 	King Cophetua lov
 	us the counterfeit fairly last night
 	even such delight
 	a quarter
 	my study
 	mine eye Maintains
 	the pump
 	more peril
 	e'er thou
 	God mark thee
 	that doctrine
 	no pity
 	some joyful news
 	all lament
 	Gentle Mercutio
 	me some merry dump
 	your wit
 	shrift this afternoon
 	our entrance
 	their different greeting
 	the hair
 	these enemies?—Capulet
 	part these men
 	Uncomfortable time
 	fair gentlewoman
 	the searchers
 	a brace
 	O hateful day
 	my state
 	'd her kinsman Tybalt
 	that Juliet
 	a silk thread
 	The slip
 	Your lady mother
 	Two households
 	O woeful time
 	an honour
 	a smock
 	County Anselme and his
 	the infectious pestilence
 	the unruly spleen
 	A challenge
 	fair Juliet wake
 	thy heaviness
 	that vow Do I
 	The fish lives
 	One writ
 	all the rest
 	their books
 	Hold thy desperate hand
 	jocund day Stands
 	This bud
 	their heels
 	me that thou art
 	which their keepers
 	me a grave man
 	such falsehood
 	the porter
 	thou her maid art
 	his new shoes
 	a princox
 	she none
 	her head
 	a body
 	my memory
 	An honour
 	damned hate
 	Which she
 	a wit
 	a new-made grave
 	Simon Catling
 	fire-ey 'd fury
 	his legs
 	good counsel :O
 	a lanthorn
 	O'er ladies
 	light love
 	these pardonnez-mois
 	them gaze
 	the injuries
 	the appetite
 	bright smoke
 	My father Capulet
 	a thought
 	Some five and twenty years
 	this alliance
 	Most detestable death
 	my cheeks
 	true shrift
 	the likeness
 	the drawer
 	a coil
 	thou didst love
 	that siege
 	one poor and loving child
 	thy black mantle
 	I thine only nurse
 	their backs
 	his roe
 	thou this vial
 	thine own ignorance
 	good morrow
 	yonder window breaks
 	your moved prince
 	fair maid
 	Transparent heretics
 	a dead man interr
 	lusty young men
 	she affections
 	lusty gentlemen
 	a very gross kind
 	their fatal points
 	weak childish bow she
 	my side
 	their death bury their parents
 	these sad things
 	Lady Juliet
 	the spirit
 	bear this work
 	Three words
 	you share
 	any he
 	your clothes
 	her hand :O
 	Piteous predicament
 	A sin-absolver
 	thy breast
 	their own kisses sin
 	no limit
 	this ring
 	their death-mark
 	his flirt-gills
 	this churchyard side
 	this present shame
 	your reverence—love
 	these my hands
 	happy mothers
 	our time
 	my good son
 	our pipes
 	the men
 	this wedding-day
 	more price
 	two more summers
 	stony limits
 	straight leg
 	Old Montague
 	Abate thy valour
 	the bark
 	a silk button
 	the properer man
 	time Every good hap
 	The pox
 	the moon
 	blood remov
 	my intents
 	death himself
 	my son-in-law
 	a scourge
 	old partisans
 	thou com
 	a jaunce
 	odd days
 	that murderer
 	this reverend
 	this body
 	that e'er time
 	the angry Mab
 	no other reason
 	this county
 	all the heaven
 	a sudden day
 	all my fortunes
 	her death
 	their head
 	our drift
 	more wit
 	that same tongue
 	Signior Romeo
 	all posterity
 	a beauteous flower
 	a pitch
 	A dram
 	me my Romeo
 	Susan Grindstone and Nell
 	sour woe
 	Signior Martino and his wife
 	your bosom
 	your ears
 	that sense
 	Romeo turn
 	That book
 	my cousin Romeo
 	O true apothecary
 	good Capulet
 	an honourable villain
 	our ears
 	a suit
 	my humour
 	cruel death
 	strange love
 	the bud bit
 	'd him
 	Some Juliet
 	holy physic
 	twenty men
 	it May
 	a curse
 	thee a weak slave
 	more terror
 	O woeful , woeful , woeful day
 	kisses dream
 	the love I
 	your swords
 	the world they
 	Her blood
 	tis a shame
 	A most courteous exposition
 	his fearful date
 	this hand
 	a thousand times
 	a mouse-hunt
 	my only life
 	no Cupid hood-wink 'd
 	A villain
 	thy company
 	small victory
 	wilful choler meeting
 	Do lace
 	no issue
 	another sin
 	the prick
 	my joy
 	young men
 	the price
 	our monument
 	the tale thou
 	some great kinsman
 	he breath 'd defiance
 	the fume
 	her lord
 	one thing
 	my tongue
 	A jealous-hood
 	old folks
 	the purpose
 	his native progress
 	my business
 	my number
 	they kiss consume
 	the secret night
 	such merchandise
 	part and part
 	a felon
 	The measure
 	my idolatry
 	a righteous kiss
 	all The unlucky manage
 	me an iron crow
 	a gentlemanlike offer
 	me his minim rest
 	a match
 	My fingers itch.—Wife
 	my behalf
 	that jest
 	The clock
 	pupil mine
 	a part
 	The life
 	the potion
 	the compass
 	a change
 	simple modesty
 	dull woe
 	holy father
 	the golden story
 	Tis but thy name
 	thou stick
 	disobedient wretch
 	Signior Placentio
 	quiet , or—More light
 	them affright thee
 	fair coz
 	the burden
 	The only son
 	All things
 	this ancient quarrel
 	her bridegroom
 	roaring bears
 	all the night
 	that ever I
 	That monthly changes
 	that ornament
 	his substance
 	exile him
 	A parlous knock
 	home my heavy son
 	either eye
 	the youthful lord
 	Poor sacrifices
 	O happy dagger
 	sad hours
 	a bare-foot brother
 	me ink and paper
 	her maid
 	supple government
 	O noble prince
 	enough I
 	my wit faints
 	The date
 	Poor ropes
 	all this town
 	my everlasting rest
 	stout Mercutio
 	the flower
 	my errand
 	all the house
 	a ward
 	a smoke rais
 	the flattering truth
 	A fair assembly
 	the appertaining rage
 	st my lodging
 	the great rich Capulet
 	Her mother
 	an iron wit
 	His fault
 	pale flag
 	my father and my mother
 	love I
 	still thy eyes
 	half my sum
 	tis a foul thing
 	more view
 	the grove
 	Right glad I
 	the traitor murderer
 	twould anger him
 	thou didst request it
 	ill-shap 'd fishes
 	Romeo slaughter
 	purge Myself
 	wondrous light
 	The vaulty heaven
 	thou hadst
 	me an old murderer
 	loving Rosaline
 	a Capulet
 	Our Romeo
 	sweet water
 	sweet news
 	you the minstrel
 	true love
 	thy long-experienc
 	this,—thou art
 	some private place
 	her sight
 	faith turn
 	thy conjurations
 	these confusions
 	dismal hell
 	her chamber
 	this vault
 	Our bridal flowers
 	a distemper
 	our provision
 	me occasion
 	beauteous sisters
 	which your love
 	thee,— Good heart
 	the torch
 	our excuse
 	no help
 	Yet I
 	dull earth
 	Wednesday next—
 	a story
 	blessings light
 	one life
 	stint thou
 	Each part
 	Tis almost morning
 	The brightness
 	That cop
 	my heir
 	his timeless end
 	me thy torch
 	a skilless soldier
 	my old life
 	thou didst bower
 	an empty hazel-nut
 	thy wisdom
 	mind they
 	the young Romeo
 	the mouse
 	Ancient damnation
 	thy drift
 	love attempt
 	the weaker vessels
 	Your lady
 	scant show
 	the beggar
 	A greater power
 	dark heaven light
 	my fault
 	heavy looks
 	you me
 	All night
 	happy days
 	their hearts
 	the battlements
 	Virtue itself
 	a very toad
 	Romeo,— Consort
 	'd dram
 	thou the means
 	our dancing days
 	wrong your hand
 	your delight
 	chastity well arm
 	thou consent
 	All our
 	Thy head
 	the manes
 	my name lodge
 	murder our solemnity
 	some hour
 	the lady widow
 	a caitiff wretch
 	wherefore storm you
 	Whipp 'd
 	a maiden blush
 	buried ancestors
 	the chinks
 	mine a man
 	tis time
 	our common judgment-place
 	my ancient ears
 	day disguis
 	a ball
 	the children
 	this a lightning
 	black-brow 'd night
 	deadly point
 	my conduct
 	new struck
 	some distemperature
 	thine ear
 	all senses
 	that thy bent
 	st something approach
 	thy tool
 	this lamentable chance
 	a falconer
 	me word
 	ancient grudge
 	the mangled Tybalt
 	your company
 	no pilot
 	paly ashes
 	our solemnity
 	her joints
 	'd head
 	your heaven she
 	these walls
 	eternal life
 	Play 'd
 	the language
 	his voice
 	the slave
 	no gold
 	their triumph die
 	twelve year old,— I
 	No hare
 	a kind
 	my soul,— A thousand times
 	tis a throne
 	fearful hooks
 	one fire burns
 	Examine other beauties
 	Hang him
 	my heart and Romeo
 	holy church
 	thy tongue
 	the change
 	honourable parts
 	Meaning—to curtsy
 	the general doom
 	his burning eye
 	which late I
 	post he
 	My life
 	the highmost hill
 	a very bitter sweeting
 	he slew Mercutio
 	mistress minion
 	a cat
 	the west
 	an untimely frost
 	the custom
 	an ell
 	my love :O
 	this hungry churchyard
 	new snow
 	a scarf
 	thou our hands
 	a time
 	a cover
 	the childhood
 	Thou and these woes
 	no great ado
 	an envious worm
 	griping grief the heart
 	the joiner squirrel
 	Venus smiles
 	their life
 	your sword
 	My intercession
 	no note
 	fair daylight
 	fiery wheels
 	good Angelica
 	a desperate tender
 	a church door
 	the dog
 	thou art deceiv
 	a bout
 	a mask
 	thy wife
 	thou the heart
 	O deadly sin
 	the rite
 	some supper
 	Too flattering-sweet
 	me despair
 	that offence
 	all my
 	Her body
 	no honesty
 	Delay this marriage
 	my ghostly confessor
 	the longer liver
 	her high forehead
 	no prouds
 	thy sighs
 	An hour
 	thy suit
 	the misty mountain
 	the exchange
 	new robes
 	a feast
 	she a Capulet
 	Her vestal livery
 	my count
 	O woeful sympathy
 	her heart
 	'd revenge
 	the quarrel
 	an old accustom
 	nothing but discords
 	I groan
 	All this I
 	the wanton blood
 	thou fearful man
 	his throne
 	an idle brain
 	poor John
 	their toes Unplagu 'd
 	Ere one
 	a saucy boy—is't
 	his watch
 	this delay
 	the vile beginners
 	O my love
 	the marriage Her nurse
 	the break
 	noble gentleman
 	my veins
 	Forbidden bandying
 	the collar
 	shame those stars
 	Hark ye
 	me wail
 	Which thou
 	one rime
 	the County Paris
 	thy disposition
 	the more I
 	the wrenching iron
 	my weal or woe
 	yonder lady
 	any other part
 	gentle coz
 	a prayer
 	Art thou not Romeo
 	young Paris
 	Which ten times
 	much unfurnish
 	Thy tempest-tossed body
 	Wert thou
 	so sweet saluteth me
 	a glove
 	O heavy lightness
 	all my heart
 	thee poison
 	Good father
 	black eye
 	an airy word
 	meantime I writ
 	This torture
 	that husband
 	my care
 	This trick
 	a show
 	thy limbs
 	foolish tears
 	Prodigious birth
 	the courageous captain
 	rocks thy sea-sick
 	our woes
 	One desperate grief cures
 	sick health
 	me letters
 	A damned saint
 	O'er lawyers
 	More honourable state
 	her sake
 	cruel cruel thee
 	rich music
 	his lovely nieces
 	every unworthy thing
 	this feast
 	your discords
 	a bride
 	Tis the way
 	him talk
 	My fan
 	thy estate
 	all her
 	thy birth
 	not thy friend
 	the very theme I
 	engrossing death
 	the high top-gallant
 	my food
 	flowers thy bridal bed I
 	my guests
 	the new form
 	an ye
 	I wish
 	the heat
 	me trudge
 	no world
 	young affection gapes
 	an ill-divining soul
 	harsh discords
 	Cleopatra a gipsy
 	one I
 	two-and-forty hours
 	merry look
 	our enmity
 	that villain Romeo
 	Thou desperate pilot
 	a good quarrel
 	gentle breath
 	merry , give consent
 	a flowering face
 	A visor
 	proud me
 	a little way
 	the stroke
 	Some consequence
 	O son
 	the back
 	st a bark
 	your heart
 	the wood
 	my true knight
 	you and I
 	it pricks
 	a faint cold fear thrills
 	that we
 	fresh female buds
 	forty ducats
 	high fortune
 	long spinners
 	my head aches
 	Your high displeasure
 	O brawling
 	any thing you
 	murders me
 	the fore-finger
 	His name
 	Some misadventure
 	the sight
 	him so yourself
 	So many guests
 	lovers us
 	tis an ill cook
 	this same thought
 	the label
 	serious vanity
 	the point
 	her you
 	the gentle sin
 	her dead finger
 	gallant spirit
 	such soon-speeding gear
 	one word
 	me my rapier
 	residence and medicine power
 	early next Thursday
 	it press
 	which slaughter
 	sudden haste
 	my hand
 	dreadful trumpet
 	the sweetest flower
 	a ghostly confessor
 	O rude unthankfulness
 	my dear kinsman
 	a hurdle
 	his skeins-mates
 	the golden window
 	those attires
 	my dear nurse
 	my heel
 	your households
 	tall thee
 	a pleasant sleep
 	thou but close our hands
 	any clout
 	a pretty age
 	this unbound lover
 	no trust
 	dear mercy
 	his grace
 	my greetings
 	your grievances
 	your master
 	A thousand times
 	This field-bed
 	your daughter
 	gentle nurse
 	that same pale
 	that part cheers
 	you and your behests
 	A cold and drowsy humour
 	her lips
 	your arm
 	me no need
 	an end
 	an enemy
 	The county
 	the numbers
 	his eyesight
 	the second cock
 	the humorous night
 	me those flowers
 	too:—your houses
 	my sin
 	another way
 	the ladies
 	an old hare hoar
 	thee every day
 	either thee
 	the prefixed hour
 	a soldier
 	thy bloody sheet
 	the sound
 	our country is—
 	the umpire
 	My love
 	my son Paris
 	Mercy but murders
 	other skins
 	Unseemly woman
 	immortal blessing
 	the sweetest honey
 	I it
 	the gentleman
 	sweet , sweet nurse
 	'd lady
 	a dishclout
 	the yoke
 	that very night
 	tis day
 	early bid me
 	all these woes
 	dear perfection
 	not carry coals
 	stout Tybalt
 	These dead men
 	st the music
 	murder thee
 	it him
 	Juliet lives
 	the conduct
 	another deed
 	Thou art thyself
 	a broad goose
 	patient ears
 	them power
 	weary bark
 	his sorrows
 	new mutiny
 	thy wedding-day Hath Death
 	The obsequies
 	such a wish
 	my eye
 	the lazy finger
 	good time
 	No sudden mean
 	means :O mischief
 	he dare
 	some hours
 	you baggage
 	your follower
 	love it
 	thou slew
 	you no use
 	O gentle Romeo
 	his own deliciousness
 	thy close curtain
 	Cuts beauty
 	his ear
 	reeky shanks
 	the fatal cannon
 	his yard
 	that nest
 	holy words
 	dear import
 	Trust to't
 	One nickname
 	Thou detestable maw
 	silver sound
 	a score
 	you mercy
 	that there adjacent lie
 	this I
 	the mourners
 	his wife and daughters
 	the very pin
 	the fool
 	A torch
 	The unreasonable fury
 	foot it
 	some others search
 	the devout religion
 	all forsworn
 	My dreams
 	unsavoury guide
 	some festival
 	the dearest morsel
 	a drunkard
 	the letters
 	our daughter bleeds
 	the court-cupboard
 	O single-soled jest
 	Beautiful tyrant
 	the elf-locks
 	many days
 	fair Montague
 	half an hour she
 	this yew-tree
 	many miles
 	your Romeo
 	those horses
 	Hang thee
 	My words
 	me my sin
 	Poor soul
 	the continuance
 	the parties
 	these fashion-mongers
 	hazel eyes
 	such sweet flesh
 	whole city
 	you beasts
 	the villain
 	our kinsman
 	fair demesnes
 	he a man
 	me that mattock
 	Thy father
 	me quivers
 	The traces
 	a bell
 	my kinsman
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 	wilt quarrel with a man
 	take me with you
 	bite your thumb at us
 	have bought the mansion of a love
 	To smooth that rough touch with a tenderkiss
 	bakes the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs
 	shalt know the reason of my love
 	hearing him talk of Juliet
 	That plats the manes of horses
 	Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy
 	leans her cheek upon her hand :O
 	take no note of him
 	denote The unreasonable fury of a beast
 	found him in the churchyard
 	finds means to kill your joys with love
 	were a glove upon that hand
 	Is my dear son with such sour company
 	wash him from his grave
 	'll tell thee as we
 	cannot countervail the exchange of joy
 	death-darting eye of cockatrice
 	shall not excuse the injuries That thou
 	having now provided A gentleman of noble parentage
 	would adventure for such merchandise
 	wilt undertake A thing like death
 	dismember 'd with thine own defence
 	'd it without book
 	steal immortal blessing from her lips
 	gives me in her sight
 	Is the law of our side
 	Here were the servants of your adversary And yours
 	east begin to draw The shady curtains from Aurora
 	speak ill of him
 	must up-fill this osier cage of ours
 	being one May stand in number
 	could tell A whispering tale in a fair lady
 	will drag thee on a hurdle
 	do not bite my thumb at you
 	'd it from my sight
 	was a merry man—took up the child
 	will walk a bout with you
 	Making them women of good carriage
 	use you at his pleasure
 	met the youthful lord at Laurence
 	Hold him in safety
 	love now Doth grace for grace
 	will raise her statue in pure gold
 	Do thou but close our hands with holy words
 	will not stay the siege of loving terms
 	have a soul of lead So stakes me
 	put us in mind they
 	can tell her age unto an hour
 	hath more terror in his look
 	Now is he for the numbers
 	Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper
 	'd him in scorn
 	brought my master news of Juliet
 	were a very gross kind of behaviour
 	conjure thee by Rosaline
 	were they of infection
 	do spy a kind of hope
 	is present death in Mantua
 	shall behold him at our feast
 	to put thee from thy heaviness
 	comes To rouse thee from thy bed
 	expressly hath Forbidden bandying in Verona streets
 	'll watch her place of stand
 	did taste the wormwood on the nipple
 	is no world without Verona walls
 	take it as they list
 	's a nobleman in town
 	Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks
 	shall Romeo by his lady lie
 	did violence on herself
 	take thee at thy word
 	to dispraise my lord with that same tongue
 	infold me from the search
 	apprehend thee for a felon
 	Is very good meat in Lent
 	hide me with a dead man
 	wearing his new doublet before Easter
 	lost a brace of kinsmen
 	have an interest in your hate
 	'd April on the heel
 	To rid her from this second marriage
 	will take it at your hands
 	parting is such sweet sorrow That I
 	still have known thee for a holy man
 	is no part of thee
 	lies more peril in thine eye
 	look me in the face
 	ne'er saw true beauty till this night
 	yet doth hang on them
 	must take it in sense
 	hath got his mortal hurt In my behalf
 	have need of many orisons
 	to remove that siege of grief
 	will make a desperate tender Of my child
 	Is this the poultice for my
 	keeps his watch in every old man
 	pluck the mangled Tybalt from his
 	am proof against their enmity
 	will doom thee death If thou art
 	here comes the lady towards my cell
 	know the reason of this haste
 	doing damned hate upon thyself
 	flecked darkness like a drunkard
 	sounds determine of my weal or woe
 	is it with her
 	do you like this haste
 	beseech you on my knees
 	repent the loss of mine
 	Then—as the manner of our country is—
 	prepare To follow this fair corse unto her grave
 	craves a word with you
 	would shame those stars As daylight
 	keeps his part in eternal life
 	made exchange of vow
 	slays all senses with the heart
 	gallops night by night
 	nourish 'd with lovers
 	To stop the inundation of her tears
 	did spit his body Upon a rapier
 	enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword
 	will do it without fear or doubt
 	made your master in this place
 	sometimes comes she with a tithe pig
 	gave thee mine before thou didst request it
 	needly will be rank 'd with other griefs
 	had the strength Of twenty men
 	straight dream on fees
 	did scare me from the tomb
 	to take her from her
 	Hence banished is banish 'd from the world
 	presage some joyful news at hand
 	'd the childhood of our joy
 	's a man of wax
 	is the lady of the house
 	Shall Romeo by my letters
 	was ware of me
 	Then have my lips the sin that they
 	'll have no Cupid hood-wink 'd with a scarf
 	shall free thee from this present shame
 	Taking the measure of an unmade grave
 	hit the life Of stout Mercutio
 	cannot bound a pitch above dull woe
 	endart mine eye Than your consent
 	is the bud bit with an envious worm
 	calls our person from our morning
 	is the courageous captain of compliments
 	have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins
 	To know our further pleasure in this case
 	can discover all The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl
 	slay thy lady that in thy life
 	saw it with mine eyes
 	is the night before some festival
 	should be the voice of Friar John
 	have been a mouse-hunt in your time
 	Despised substance of divinest show
 	sort such needful ornaments As you
 	am a pretty piece of flesh
 	cut thy youth in twain
 	take the law of our sides
 	to use me at his pleasure
 	get thyself in flesh
 	piercing steel at bold Mercutio
 	crush a cup of wine
 	see occasion in a good quarrel
 	shed blood of Montague
 	'll send a friar with speed
 	hast worn out the pump
 	have seen the day That I
 	lay me with Juliet
 	are the vile beginners of this fray
 	dost thou with him
 	not bring me letters from the friar
 	'll make a mutiny among my guests
 	lay hand on heart
 	charge thee in the prince
 	bring thee tidings of the prince
 	may be crown 'd Sole monarch of the universal earth
 	will he with thee
 	have not yet drunk a hundred words Of that tongue
 	so took effect As I
 	pluck your sword out of his pilcher
 	'd the honey of thy breath
 	have hands that pilgrims
 	am enjoin 'd By holy Laurence
 	can you like of Paris
 	came you between us
 	shall we on without apology
 	Tell me in sadness
 	shall no foot upon the churchyard
 	threaten 'd me with death
 	tying his new shoes with old riband
 	's no strength in men
 	follow thee my lord throughout the world
 	send me no need of thee
 	will dry-beat you with an iron wit
 	To set a-fire by thine own ignorance
 	make the bridal bed In that dim monument
 	keep her at my cell
 	will disperse itself through all the veins
 	make minstrels of us
 	Are you at leisure
 	can lay hold of her
 	draws him on the drawer
 	To mangle me with that word
 	shall no figure at such rate
 	have A dram of poison
 	'd the new-made bridegroom from this city
 	white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals
 	quench the fire of your pernicious rage
 	better is it for the maid
 	Shall bitterly begin his fearful date With this night
 	stretch it out for that word
 	shall blush for me
 	can afford No better term than this,—thou art
 	To help to take her from her
 	call A lightning before death :O
 	will make the face of heaven
 	Now is the sun upon the highmost hill
 	have no joy of this contract to-night
 	'd be thy tongue For such a wish
 	measuring his affections by my
 	are the children of an idle brain
 	strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs
 	' speak anything against me
 	had no notice of these accidents
 	have their toes Unplagu 'd with corns
 	Let me dispute with thee
 	is the hopeful lady of my earth
 	seeks you for his love
 	Is my poor heart so for a kinsman
 	never was a story of more woe
 	can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties
 	may bestride the gossamer That idles
 	will take the wall of any man
 	will have vengeance for it
 	call you for a sword
 	is the god of my idolatry
 	cannot forget The precious treasure of his eyesight
 	down to hide his bauble in a hole
 	bore my cousin Tybalt Upon his body
 	Appear thou in the likeness
 	'll draw thee from the mire
 	hath not seen the change of fourteen years
 	hath the steerage of my course
 	Had part in this fair maid
 	cannot sum up half my sum of wealth
 	did leave it for my office
 	Must be my convoy in the secret night
 	hear the sentence of your moved prince
 	giving liberty unto thine eyes
 	made you for a highway
 	am none of his skeins-mates
 	hadst suck 'd wisdom from thy teat
 	Hear me with patience
 	Could not take truce with the unruly spleen
 	send it me from heaven
 	may trust the flattering truth of sleep
 	have dancing shoes With nimble soles
 	says he of our marriage
 	past the compass of my wits
 	' torn out of the earth
 	stick your rosemary On this fair corse
 	will bite my thumb at them
 	take you in your bed
 	am none of his flirt-gills
 	Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs
 	Did not attend him as we
 	is some meteor that the sun exhales
 	bless 'd That God
 	winged messenger of heaven
 	will bite thee by the ear
 	'll cram thee with more food
 	Was I with you
 	should lead her into a fool
 	to hide me from their eyes
 	to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition
 	fearfully did menace me with death
 	'll bury thee in a triumphant grave
 	Help me into some house
 	doth enrich the hand Of yonder knight
 	craves acquaintance at my hand
 	save me a piece of marchpane
 	have found him than he
 	shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
 	do not interrupt me in my course
 	severing clouds in yonder
 	To raise a spirit in his mistress
 	hath hid himself among these trees
 	here 's a wit of cheveril
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 	go with me
 	am for you
 	did sleep under this yew-tree
 	dost make in this delay
 	Not stepping o'er the bounds
 	Send for the county
 	fights as you
 	armour to keep off that word
 	goes toward love
 	is laid upon your hate
 	delights in fellowship
 	sit under a medlar tree
 	should dwell In such a gorgeous palace
 	jests at scars
 	will find out logs
 	had upon its brow A bump
 	go into a new-made grave
 	Would through the airy region stream
 	strain 'd from that fair use Revolts
 	come near ye
 	writes that he
 	Then have at you
 	going in the vault
 	will say for you
 	lain with thy wife
 	lie with Juliet
 	conspires against mine age
 	protest unto thee,— Good heart
 	forfeit of the peace
 	bring in cloudy night
 	is hither come in spite
 	forget to think of her
 	begins with some other letter
 	fall upon thy face
 	be with you
 	comes upon me
 	fall upon the ground
 	go with him
 	will not budge for no man
 	To press before thy father
 	weeps for Tybalt
 	To go with Paris
 	is that you
 	Feeling so the loss
 	have been feasting with mine enemy
 	love did read by rote
 	will die with thee
 	is between our masters and us their men
 	doth in his death-bed
 	must hear from thee every day
 	not then be stifled in the vault
 	'll try if they
 	then have at thee
 	do meet In thes
 	married with the county
 	comes from shrift
 	tarry for the mourners
 	'd by my art,— A sleeping potion
 	shall be with thee
 	let in Susan Grindstone and Nell
 	Sitting in the sun
 	come with me
 	Being spoke behind your back
 	may look on her
 	appear like death
 	have fought with the men
 	'd by this place
 	rushes with their heels
 	'd With Tybalt
 	deflowered by him
 	sought for in the great chamber
 	cannot sit at ease
 	lies on her
 	beats down their fatal points
 	was coming from this churchyard side
 	digging up of graves
 	must go with him
 	drew on him
 	tremble in their different greeting
 	hang upon thy back
 	lives In carrion flies
 	love in death
 	swounded at the sight
 	now falls on her bed
 	tiptoe on the misty mountain
 	soar with them
 	were better ended by their hate
 	then awake as from a pleasant sleep
 	rose By any other name
 	waggon-spokes made of long spinners
 	Come weep with me
 	have with me
 	noted In tatter 'd weeds
 	gallops o'er a courtier
 	stabbed with a white wench
 	go with her
 	sitting in the clouds
 	calls upon my name
 	talk of dreams
 	needs must be by stealth
 	never shall be satisfied With Romeo
 	raging with thy tears
 	can learn of him
 	Alike bewitched by the charm
 	winking at your discords
 	wither in their pride Ere we
 	hid with a flowering face
 	must combine By holy marriage
 	Inherit at my house
 	was hurt under your arm
 	met with him
 	dwell on form
 	calls out on me
 	slain by young Romeo
 	arbitrating that Which the commission
 	swung about his head
 	being o'er my head
 	grow by men
 	cannot without circumstance descry
 	shall purchase out abuses
 	to look on his intents
 	To enter in the thoughts
 	Shot from the deadly level
 	else die in debt
 	shuts up the day
 	is for the—No
 	Welcome from Mantua
 	'd by me
 	to raise up him
 	That westward rooteth from the city
 	owes Without that title
 	is on my face
 	forfeit of untimely death
 	close fighting ere I
 	not see that I
 	have in my
 	light through yonder window breaks
 	hurt withal hiss
 	dined at home
 	tailor with his
 	to chide at him
 	love sprung from my only hate
 	comes In shape
 	festering in his
 	will be of more price
 	come from Lady Juliet
 	serve for a buried corse
 	am in love
 	is out of such prolixity
 	call for dates and quinces
 	shall go along with me
 	beat down their weapons
 	remain With worms
 	will look on it
 	Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint
 	straight on kisses dream
 	Shut up in prison
 	That almost freezes up the heat
 	hangs upon the cheek
 	would not go with me
 	be in choler
 	cursed in the pantry
 	uttered With gentle breath
 	best agrees with night
 	to bow in the hams
 	dream of love
 	love against some other maid
 	Read o'er the volume
 	gladly fled from me
 	sings so out of tune
 	descend into this bed
 	wanting of thy love
 	saw In lasting labour
 	Sleep dwell upon thine eyes
 	is written that the shoemaker
 	came with flowers
 	too much minded by herself
 	issuing from your veins
 	die in the streets
 	to do in hell
 	driveth o'er a soldier
 	fought in this black strife
 	is because the traitor murderer
 	ne'er look on liberty
 	canst not speak of that thou
 	So stumblest on my counsel
 	still will stay with thee
 	hath ta'en her
 	Drawn with a team
 	hoar ere it
 	pardon of the prince
 	'd with an antick face
 	to stop in my tale
 	is spill 'd Of my dear kinsman
 	were in a house
 	see that madmen
 	beats as it
 	Go with me
 	should be thus afflicted with these strange flies
 	That 's by me
 	must use in prayer
 	faster glide than the sun
 	should hither come as this dire night
 	come from that nest
 	shall at Friar Laurence
 	stumbling on abuse
 	lies In herbs
 	are past our dancing days
 	vows as lovers us
 	coughing in the street
 	be put from her
 	Turn from their office
 	spoke with his man
 	be with his soul
 	sleeps in Capel
 	Environed with all these hideous fears
 	Either withdraw unto some private place
 	sucking on her natural bosom
 	yet hanging in the stars
 	hath stol'n him home
 	'll not be hit With Cupid
 	then sweeten with thy breath
 	shall feel while I
 	is mis-sheathed in my daughter
 	there die strangled ere my Romeo
 	welcome on their pleasure stay
 	must use In dear employment
 	run With open outcry
 	groaning for love
 	kept without my food
 	look upon thy death
 	wonder at this haste
 	sings on you
 	is in thy cheeks
 	prove Unless good-counsel
 	Was that my father
 	should meddle with his yard
 	brags of him
 	is hid at Laurence
 	is set on mine
 	hath been with you
 	hoars ere it
 	To be consorted with the humorous night
 	sees into the bottom
 	To soar with his light feathers
 	to sink in it
 	'd that black word death
 	is set On the fair daughter
 	Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments
 	would that Thursday
 	shining at this feast
 	hath sworn that she
 	walk in thievish ways
 	madly play with my forefathers
 	Here is for thy pains
 	stumbled at graves
 	mine be about your ears
 	drawn among these heartless hinds
 	lie with thee
 	'd by accident
 	seeing that she
 	love from love
 	beg for justice
 	hath not been in bed to-night
 	Evermore weeping for your cousin
 	Raise up the Montagues
 	swear That tips
 	shall signify from time
 	smatter with your gossips
 	am laid into the tomb
 	'll find out your man
 	wailing over Tybalt
 	is with God
 	is as a bell
 	'd Doth hurry from the fatal cannon
 	hath made for himself
 	wrought on her The form
 	'd be as swift
 	Do with their death bury their parents
 	may seize On the white wonder
 	could not keep from death
 	Seeking out Romeo
 	scape from it
 	came from Mantua
 	see that thou art
 	shall serve For sweet discourses
 	To scorn at our solemnity this night
 	look that thou
 	is on earth
 	will frown as I
 	sit up with you
 	'd up the doors
 	were that kind
 	'll dispose of thee
 	bating in my cheeks
 	now is going out of door
 	would fall in twenty pieces
 	Have at thee
 	trooping with crows
 	'd against myself
 	are at the point
 	will be in love
 	there stand Till she
 	love for love
 	lie on their backs
 	'll be in scarlet straight
 	burneth in the Capel
 	faintly spoke After the prompter
 	to do with hate
 	'll be with thee
 	's in a name
 	stand on sudden haste
 	Doth make against me
 	Suspecting that we
 	wilt lie upon the wings
 	pale as ashes
 	to smile upon my state
 	have done with thee
 	be spoke for our excuse
 	be upon you
 	Being in night
 911 NP VP NP
 	I pray thee
 	I thank you
 	I beseech you
 	I pray you
 	I 'll give thee
 	I know it
 	I can tell you
 	you love me
 	I would thou
 	you tell me
 	I 'll tell thee
 	you bite your thumb
 	I am none
 	I doubt it
 	I would I
 	she says nothing
 	I will tell her
 	night shall she
 	I hear some noise
 	thou love me
 	thou canst not teach me
 	you mumbling fool
 	I will watch you
 	death Thou shalt continue two-and-forty hours
 	villain cousin would have kill
 	my mistress is the sweetest lady—Lord
 	I believe That unsubstantial Death
 	We shall be much unfurnish
 	a messenger to bring it thee
 	I look 'd
 	their stolen marriage-day
 	I 'll cram thee
 	Methinks I see thee
 	thy face is much abus
 	That heaven finds means to kill your joys
 	I 'll hide me
 	you deliver 'd
 	a ring she bid me
 	such a villain is a guest
 	I saw the wound
 	we can find a time
 	thou leave me
 	She will indite him
 	I have remember
 	This night you shall behold him
 	This trick may chance
 	thou wash him
 	which thou hast vow
 	I beseech your ladyship
 	An I might live to see thee
 	name speaks heavenly eloquence
 	I do spy a kind
 	Hath had no power
 	thou hast done me
 	It seems she
 	I bite my thumb
 	I did call thee
 	star-cross 'd lovers take their life
 	eyes may wink
 	Thursday let it
 	we found him
 	law Is death
 	they bear it
 	I suppos 'd you
 	Wife go you
 	He ran this way
 	I will go call the watch
 	twould anger him To raise a spirit
 	I 'll not endure him
 	I will kiss thy lips
 	the thing I bid thee
 	I hit it
 	you 'll be the man
 	Therefore thy earliness doth me
 	the best friend I had :O courteous Tybalt
 	I 'll warrant him
 	we have had no time
 	I will bite my thumb
 	I fear it
 	she gives you thanks
 	her fan 's the fairer face
 	a morning hath he
 	mandrakes ' torn
 	thou not bring me letters
 	you take your pennyworths
 	I tell you
 	The boy gives warning something
 	They are free men
 	You 'll not endure him
 	you know the reason
 	I use thee
 	the infectious pestilence did reign
 	I spake it
 	you love your child
 	God pardon sin
 	thou lovest me
 	Tybalt hit the life
 	They have made worms
 	hiss 'd him
 	he married me
 	them measure us
 	thought would wish a man
 	The world affords no law
 	I do love a woman
 	Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting
 	Romeo Come to redeem me
 	he dares ne'er come back to challenge you
 	thy canopy is dust and stones
 	thou tell me
 	you be men
 	The most you sought was her promotion
 	I 'll be new baptiz
 	I bear no hatred
 	delay We waste our lights
 	mickle is the powerful grace
 	I never will be Romeo
 	e'er thou wast thyself and these woes
 	fresh female buds shall you this night
 	I will carry no crotchets
 	you note me
 	us take the law
 	Yet I should kill thee
 	I saw it
 	this distilled liquor drink thou
 	we 'll have some half
 	My father Capulet will have it
 	I beseech thee
 	her hence to make me wail
 	Poor living corse
 	my mind misgives Some consequence
 	it is an enemy
 	my betossed soul Did not attend him
 	thou seest it
 	it argues a distemper
 	I have a faint cold fear thrills
 	Juliet is the sun
 	Thou hast most kindly hit it
 	exile is death
 	I will show you
 	Romeo slain himself
 	I 'll send a friar
 	I am nothing
 	you disturb our streets again Your lives
 	Tis the way To call hers
 	My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words
 	the beetle brows shall blush
 	notes do beat The vaulty heaven
 	they can lick their fingers
 	me sort such needful ornaments
 	thou couldst not make him
 	you shall know my errand
 	A lover may bestride the gossamer
 	she divideth us
 	you read any thing you
 	I will dry-beat you
 	He bears him
 	a maiden blush bepaint my cheek
 	d. Calling death
 	thou wilt quarrel
 	these three hours will fair Juliet wake
 	I give you the serving-creature
 	I will show myself a tyrant
 	I will follow you
 	thy life I charge thee
 	Romeo will answer it
 	I have need
 	him dead I hold it
 	I can tell her age
 	Which modern lamentation might have mov
 	you shall rest
 	a sea nourish 'd
 	no pulse Shall keep his native progress
 	It is enough I
 	breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale
 	you sought him
 	walking did I
 	he 's a lovely gentleman
 	I will do it
 	this anatomy Doth my name lodge
 	I must wed Ere he
 	exile hath stopp
 	I am proverb
 	you not take some occasion
 	a head have I
 	We have a trifling foolish banquet
 	I would it
 	sadness make his
 	I promise you
 	Two such opposed foes encamp them
 	Right glad I am he
 	them take it
 	it likely thou wilt undertake A thing
 	book containing such vile matter
 	I will apprehend him.—
 	you have found him
 	God had lent us but this only child
 	true love acted simple modesty
 	I have an interest
 	villain am I none
 	we may call it
 	The County Paris hath set up his rest
 	me a case to put my visage
 	I bring thee tidings
 	thou hadst been poor John
 	thou slain Tybalt
 	which the friar Subtly hath minister
 	the morning comes To rouse thee
 	her Shall have the chinks
 	this weak flower Poison hath residence and medicine power
 	We see the ground whereon
 	she kill herself
 	I 'll tell you
 	a man are you
 	I can give thee
 	it not like that I
 	To-morrow will I
 	It strains me past the compass
 	It was the nightingale
 	You shall have none ill
 	My heart is wondrous light
 	death 's the end
 	she are happy mothers
 	Have lost a brace
 	I ran away to call the watch
 	the prince expressly hath Forbidden bandying
 	the world they saw thee
 	Thou hast the strength
 	we scarce thought us bless 'd
 	you shall use me
 	thou dismember 'd
 	I hear him
 	I 'll pay that doctrine
 	Pursu 'd my humour
 	her burying grave
 	My conceal 'd lady
 	you have dancing shoes
 	Tybalt would kill thee
 	We will have vengeance
 	you shall bear the burden
 	I did approach
 	silver hath a sweet sound
 	thou shalt know the reason
 	he may not have access
 	it be morrow
 	you to make confession
 	we must have you dance
 	beauty dies her store
 	I would have been a-bed an hour
 	we to keep the peace
 	that didst consort him
 	she leans her cheek
 	I have worn a visor
 	the devil should this Romeo
 	light is vanity
 	which slaughter 'd him
 	You say you
 	maids call medlars
 	Villain and he be many miles
 	a silk thread plucks it
 	mine shall never do thee
 	thou hast breath
 	Thou hast amaz 'd me
 	a beast was I
 	we will make short work
 	t they go like lightning
 	we do exile him
 	I endart mine eye
 	I may sack The hateful mansion
 	I sell thee poison
 	I do protest I
 	you talk 'd
 	I am a pretty piece
 	that heaven should practise stratagems
 	a gentleman to be her bridegroom
 	it be a poison
 	he 's a flower
 	I 'll stay the circumstance
 	whither should they
 	My master is the great rich Capulet
 	God send me no need
 	you saw her
 	thou slay thyself
 	I have seen the day
 	I have heard it
 	His name is Romeo
 	I have a head
 	She will beshrew me
 	her lap to saint-seducing gold :O
 	My leisure serves me
 	he hath still been tried a holy man
 	I lent him eyes
 	I nurs 'd her daughter
 	thou provoke me
 	they do dream things
 	you do me
 	I brought my master news
 	I love now Doth grace
 	I entreated her
 	light to ope the tomb
 	I would the fool
 	'd head So soon to bid good morrow
 	my wife is dead to-night
 	You will set cock-a-hoop
 	I 'll pardon you
 	Which she hath prais
 	no friendly drop To help me
 	your consent gives strength
 	thou kill my cousin
 	him making yourself
 	it excels your
 	an hour Hath been my kinsman
 	ours shed blood
 	you do protest
 	thou wilt have it
 	I her,—so tutor
 	I know the letters
 	we burn daylight
 	Thursday be it
 	my house do him disparagement
 	the second cock hath crow
 	Heaven and yourself Had part
 	I 'll watch her place
 	she knew she
 	I do apprehend thee
 	She is the hopeful lady
 	ye should lead her
 	these sorrows make me
 	I have learn 'd me
 	a sudden one hath wounded me
 	It is my soul
 	this intrusion shall Now seeming sweet convert
 	he is the courageous captain
 	all thy veins shall run A cold and drowsy humour
 	Romeo Hath had no notice
 	vengeance be pursu
 	It may be thought we
 	It were a grief
 	I will bear the light
 	you shall find me a grave man
 	it May do much danger
 	Brief sounds determine
 	we 'll not carry coals
 	me Paris should have married Juliet
 	every knave to use me
 	well-apparel 'd April
 	she brings news
 	I had then laid wormwood
 	I never shall forget it
 	some poison yet doth hang
 	he doth grieve my heart
 	I will walk myself
 	you have made a simple choice
 	thou dost love
 	our judgment sits Five times
 	I have night
 	him come to take his last farewell
 	thou tell her
 	I do defy thy conjurations
 	I think you
 	I may be a wife
 	He 'll fright you
 	that hour is his
 	thou hast sold me none
 	I should live to see thee
 	I dreamt my master and another fought
 	methinks I see my cousin
 	yonder blessed moon I
 	The tears have got small victory
 	you fiery-footed steeds
 	no words can that woe sound.—
 	I take thee
 	thou wilt tutor me
 	my teen be it
 	softest music to attending ears
 	curious eye doth quote deformities
 	we can clear these ambiguities
 	you pomegranate tree
 	this marriage he should be dishonour
 	light wings did I
 	Death is my heir
 	I 'll be a candle holder
 	I can discover all The unlucky manage
 	I behold him—dead—
 	you note us
 	she broke her brow
 	I will omit no opportunity
 	I may find the young Romeo
 	sorrow craves acquaintance
 	you are the singer
 	'd fury be my conduct
 	I have more care
 	Care keeps his watch
 	He lent me counsel
 	conjur 'd it
 	it give me
 	he will answer the letter
 	we 'll draw thee
 	he will make the face
 	Death is my son-in-law
 	I saw her
 	Her mother is the lady
 	The world is not thy friend
 	yond yew-trees lay thee
 	I warrant you
 	I cannot bound a pitch
 	I must conjure him
 	I warrant her
 	the devil came you
 	this same needy man must sell it me
 	unattainted eye Compare her face
 	It is some meteor
 	I am content
 	a virtuous,—Where is your mother
 	it is a most sharp sauce
 	I will cut off their heads
 	my life is my foe
 	I aim 'd
 	it were a very gross kind
 	That murder 'd my love
 	thou canst give no help
 	It is an honour
 	Thou wilt quarrel
 	That murder 'd me
 	her borrow 'd grave
 	buried ancestors are pack
 	we need it
 	me see the county
 	thou hast a careful father
 	he hath hid himself
 	I 'll give you
 	good-counsel may the cause
 	My words would bandy her
 	thou show me friendship
 	sorrow chide us
 	the second cup draws him
 	one hand beats Cold death
 	s. That shows thee a weak slave
 	you have your hands
 	I would they
 	I have bought the mansion
 	I will drag thee
 	my aching bones
 	that I have to love thee
 	this bloody knife Shall play the umpire
 	she not give us thanks
 	you know the cause
 	we should have none
 	heavy burden do I
 	thou hast hazel eyes
 	I will bring you
 	we have cull 'd such necessaries
 	mine a man may strain courtesy
 	I pay thy poverty
 	It is the lark
 	My dreams presage some joyful news
 	I am Fortune
 	I will push Montague
 	Which thou wilt propagate to have it press
 	I would tear the word
 	such excess I cannot sum up half my sum
 	years Ere I again behold my Romeo
 	you be he
 	doomsday is the prince
 	I was your mother
 	Love is a smoke rais
 	This night I hold an old accustom
 	that it would do you
 	You shall find me
 	it were an ill thing
 	I tell thee
 	cloak to hide me
 	I would have thee
 	we must entreat the time
 	every man betake him
 	the canker death eats up that plant
 	I warrant thee
 	honour may be crown 'd Sole monarch
 	I hear thou
 	Thou desirest me
 	I see thou
 	God forgive me
 	Blister 'd be thy tongue
 	The valiant Paris seeks you
 	I neither know it
 	young affection gapes to be his heir
 	whole city is much bound
 	he did buy a poison
 	philosophy can make a Juliet
 	me see her
 	I dream 'd a dream
 	I met the youthful lord
 	The grey-ey 'd morn smiles
 	thou wilt perform the rite
 	I am the drudge
 	heralds should be thoughts
 	wilful choler meeting Makes my flesh
 	her beauty makes This vault
 	I 'll believe thee
 	possess 'd it
 	she not count her
 	he will show thee
 	those bloody hands Throw your mis-temper 'd weapons
 	I 'll bury thee
 	dexterity Retorts it
 	hand Murder 'd her kinsman
 	I will dew
 	her circled orb
 	a rearward following Tybalt
 	woe afford no time
 	her purblind son and heir
 	his mind be writ
 	I 'll not speak a word
 	thou withdraw it
 	he was ware
 	It was the lark
 	I remember it
 	her cheek would shame those stars
 	rush 'd aside the law
 	the love I bore my cousin Tybalt
 	I dreamt my lady
 	I have forgot that name
 	I think it
 	I saw no man
 	I 'll find Romeo
 	I would have made it
 	I think she
 	merry , give consent To marry Paris
 	I to take her
 	I am sent to find those persons
 	sound is she
 	Romeo bade thee
 	you leave me
 	God save the mark
 	He shall not make me
 	civil blood makes civil hands
 	I rouse you
 	I would adventure
 	A troubled mind drave me
 	that voice doth us
 	d. She will not stay the siege
 	Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop
 	You must contrary me
 	my intents are savage-wild
 	He is a kinsman
 	I may trust the flattering truth
 	dun 's the mouse
 	Ere he can spread his sweet leaves
 	corns will walk a bout
 	You are a saucy boy—is't
 	I have watch
 	all the night To hear good counsel :O
 	I never should forget it
 	heaven keeps his part
 	I have my wish
 	sale is present death
 	I did send the nurse
 	cruel death hath catch
 	we lay our scene
 	May prove a beauteous flower
 	none but I might venge my cousin
 	he shall soon keep Tybalt company
 	They must take it
 	I already know thy grief
 	her that Paris is the properer man
 	I have lost myself
 	I will bite thee
 	I hate hell
 	you know I
 	the trunk may be discharg
 	ready stand To smooth that rough touch
 	Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut
 	I Call this a lightning
 	I have a soul
 	he a man to encounter Tybalt
 	golden sleep doth reign
 	God pardon him
 	I stretch it
 	she lov 'd her kinsman Tybalt
 	many mine being one May stand
 	I give you
 	I do beseech thee,— Madam
 	you this afternoon To know our further pleasure
 	I do bite my thumb
 	the county take you
 	he was Mercutio
 	monster keeps Thee
 	my heart abhors To hear him
 	which thou hast heard me
 	We took this mattock
 	I have it
 	I warrant thee my man
 	I tell you he
 	Which heavy sorrow makes them
 	My intercession likewise steads my foe
 	God shall mend my soul
 	your mother craves a word
 	I love thy company
 	I charge thee
 	she will none
 	Thy beauty hath made me
 	I will make thee
 	I 'll no longer be a Capulet
 	I will take the wall
 	much I fear some ill unlucky thing
 	Phæthon would whip you
 	I know the sound
 	thou make us minstrels
 	a husband to make you a wife
 	I will take thy word
 	A peevish self-will 'd harlotry it
 	thy unhallow 'd toil
 	Meaning to keep her
 	We met we
 	sadness lengthens Romeo
 	I would say thou
 	death Was woe
 	daylight doth a lamp
 	We 'll measure them a measure
 	Saint Francis be my speed
 	she bid me
 	you have been a mouse-hunt
 	I would forget it
 	an unstain 'd wife
 	I like it
 	yours constrains a man
 	that very night Shall Romeo bear thee
 	she had a better love
 	Hath sent a letter
 	We still have known thee
 	Alla stoccata carries it
 	myself have power
 	passion lends them power
 	I do not bite my thumb
 	meagre were his looks
 	It is my lady
 	she shall scant show
 	you feel the loss
 	he may chance
 	tears are reason
 	I know thou
 	you got leave
 	thou ask it me
 	palm to palm is holy palmers
 	thou remember it
 	You are a lover
 	A rime I learn 'd
 	it is my love :O
 	I might touch that cheek
 	torch is yond
 	my kinsmen find thee
 	a man did need a poison
 	my young lady bade me
 	thou wilt anger him
 	you are beguil
 	I 'll ne'er acknowledge thee
 	It cannot countervail the exchange
 	I fear thee
 	I must another way
 	that wise men have no eyes
 	I would temper it
 	she 's fair I
 	nothing may prorogue it
 	I will then give it you
 	thou tear thy hair
 	thy best robes uncover 'd
 	he hath wakened thy dog
 	thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury
 	She hath forsworn
 	nimble-pinion 'd doves draw Love
 	Romeo shall thank thee
 	I set up my everlasting rest
 	I will he
 	post to tell it you
 	I will back thee
 	which I may call the sea
 	I gave thee mine
 	an ye will have me
 	untimely death Banish 'd the new-made bridegroom
 	hand shed Tybalt
 	I come:— To cease thy suit
 	I 'll call them
 	an thou make minstrels
 	we shall not ' scape a brawl
 	I see this one
 	I love him
 	thou wring thy hands
 	I 'll take him
 	God join 'd my heart and Romeo
 	saints have hands
 	I do remember an apothecary
 	gory swords To lie discolour
 	the taste confounds the appetite
 	I 'll re you
 	Virtue itself turns vice
 	You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night
 	slaughter 'd him
 	he 's a man
 	me have A dram
 	one respect I 'll thy assistant
 	It is my
 	an I should live a thousand years
 	them find me
 	Lovers can see to do their amorous rites
 	they do see thee they
 	exile hath more terror
 	I hate the word
 	You 'll make a mutiny
 	you give us
 	Affliction is enamour
 	thou wilt not keep him
 	thou hast comforted me
 	the prince will doom thee death
 	it makes me
 	thou shalt hear it
 	I must up-fill this osier cage
 	I 'll tell my lady you
 	you did leave it
 	I love thee
 	him That is renown
 	she will be a joyful woman
 	Montague moves me
 	that house shall move me
 	I am proof
 	I 'll amerce you
 	I enforce thy rotten jaws
 	I 'll have this knot
 	Which way ran he
 	which grief It is supposed the fair creature
 	she were An open et cætera
 	that we have a curse
 	she hath Dian
 	thou try them
 	it did taste the wormwood
 	thou hast slander
 	tears augmenting the fresh morning
 	it would dispatch you
 	that sense may call him
 	you pluck your sword
 	you do wrong your hand
 	I must love a loathed enemy
 	we should be colliers
 	an you be a man
 	weak childish bow she lives unharm
 	my poor house look to behold this night
 	Fain would I
 	the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her
 	I think He
 	I have stain
 	hands do touch
 	he 'll be your follower
 	honourable reckoning are you
 	madmen have no ears
 	her father counts it
 	thou shalt awake
 	I 'll tell thee joyful tidings
 	I 'll warrant you
 	chang 'd voices
 	I told you
 	his foe suppos 'd he
 	We follow thee
 	One pain is lessen 'd
 	fools do wear it
 	he wear your livery
 	we were interchanging thrusts and blows
 	I 'll make you
 	early bid me give his father
 	I lay the serving-creature
 	this knife I 'll help it
 	a caitiff wretch would sell it him
 	She hath not seen the change
 	the stars Shall bitterly begin his fearful date
 	the appertaining rage To such a greeting
 	yesternight Return 'd my letter
 	I will tear thee
 	my eye so do you
 	we can contradict Hath
 	my joy Must be my convoy
 	I see occasion
 	I will adventure
 	she not think me an old murderer
 	thee will keep Nightly
 	it more sin to wish me
 	me tell ye
 	tongue shall smooth thy name
 	I dream it
 	my care hath been To have her
 	many eyes doth share the glory
 	gallant spirit hath aspir
 	the lark makes sweet division
 	his leg excels all men
 	that time it is eleven years
 	their pride Ere we may think her
 	I did stay
 	that word Is father
 	I ne'er saw true beauty
 	you importun 'd him
 	d. Then have my lips the sin
 	I could have stay
 	I should have asked you
 	it was the nightingale
 	I will make a desperate tender
 	many orisons To move the heavens
 	I cry you mercy
 	which way ran he
 	all men call thee
 	Sharp misery had worn him
 	me peruse this face
 	she cannot meet him
 	she is advanc 'd Above the clouds
 	I 'll play the housewife
 	To-night she 's mew 'd
 	This torture should be roar
 	She is the fairies
 	she doth teach the torches
 	I will give you the minstrel
 	I will answer it
 	displeas 'd my father
 	an you will give me occasion
 	you had the strength
 	Ere one can say it
 	he will take it
 	I defy you
 	I do beseech you
 	I little talk
 	her hasten all the house
 	thou hast more wit
 	this state she gallops night
 	all things change them
 	you love the gentleman
 	Affection makes him
 	Thou shalt not stir one foot
 	thou dost not mark me
 	thou hast worn
 	she had laid it
 	I am slain!—If thou
 	the morning See thou
 	one I danc 'd
 	I take it
 	the air doth drizzle dew
 	a jaunce have I
 	I were a glove
 	light steals home my heavy son
 	I have no joy
 	flowers to strew his lady
 	I 'll cry a match
 	twelve year old,— I bade her
 	I could not send it
 	your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding
 	more favour can I
 	Blind is his love
 	he enters the confines
 	Thy fault our law calls death
 	I thought thy disposition
 	which their keepers call A lightning
 	mother is her tomb
 	which your love Must climb a bird
 	he shift a trencher
 	I 'll quit thy pains
 	he hear thee
 	thou mayst think my haviour light
 	I will raise her statue
 	I tear the cave
 	thy joy Be heap
 	he said he
 	my letters know our drift
 	I speak no treason
 	heaven bless thee
 	Mab That plats the manes
 	I bid thee
 	Romeo is belov
 	one short minute gives me
 	I am no pilot
 	the hate I bear thee
 	I married them
 	We 'll keep no great ado
 	heaven bless her
 	mercy bade thee
 	this neighbour-stained steel,— Will they
 	I have an ill-divining soul
 	my old life Be sacrific
 	It shall be Romeo
 	I should disturb devotion
 	I were sleep and peace
 	I may prevent it
 	a man To bear a poison
 	You are a princox
 	I speak ill
 	hand did slay
 	thou consent to marry us to-day
 	a noise did scare me
 	we ordained festival
 	that husband send it me
 	his wisdom hastes our marriage
 	unaccustom 'd cause procures her
 	musicians have no gold
 	we may put up our pipes
 	We 'll have no Cupid hood-wink 'd
 	Howlings attend it
 	I 'll know his grievance
 	twain To sunder his
 	she doth give her sorrow
 	you gone :o
 	'd death becomes thy friend
 	He made you
 	I must needs wake you
 	foot wanders this way to-night
 	I conjure thee
 	I 'll fa you
 	Thou wouldst else have made thy tale
 	that thou hast shown Doth
 	he scrape a trencher
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 	I am
 	I have
 	it is
 	I pray
 	I would
 	It is
 	I say
 	I know
 	I warrant
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 	I 'll
 	I will
 	I see
 	I come
 	he 's
 	I do
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 	I think
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 	thou wilt
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 	I 'll be
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 	I thank
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 	I saw
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 	you are
 	you shall
 	I 'll find
 	you be
 	they say
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 	I hate
 	I fear
 	I have done
 	I speak
 	she were
 	Thou know
 	I can tell
 	I 'll go
 	I will be
 	it was
 	I 'll give
 	his shroud
 	She is
 	They are
 	I thought
 	it were
 	I were
 	I tell
 	It was
 	He is
 	I must
 	I did
 	she comes
 	we 'll
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 	I mean
 	I swear
 	I will die
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 	I trow
 	An you be
 	I take
 	I will take
 	I. Well
 	you gone
 	I send
 	she shall
 	That murder 'd
 	Your love says
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 	I will show
 	me stand
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 	You say
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 	Romeo is banished
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 	I dream
 	his will
 	me go
 	I will make
 	you note
 	I dreamt
 	I cannot choose
 	thou love
 	My heart is
 	Romeo is
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 	I dare
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 	I stand
 	she knew
 	himself to mar
 	exile hath
 	night shall
 	thou know
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 	I 'll warrant
 	thou dost
 	heaven bless
 	nothing can be
 	I remember
 	We shall be
 	God pardon
 	I spake
 	you tell
 	she had
 	me die
 	I hope
 	you read
 	I 'll try
 	he tilts
 	which thou hast
 	any man should buy
 	saints have
 	Therefore thy earliness doth
 	Thursday let
 	The letter was
 	they do see
 	Blister 'd be
 	they bear
 	my business was
 	this speech be spoke
 	I conjure
 	I would have
 	Queen Mab hath been
 	shunn 'd
 	the guests are come
 	an thou make
 	one foot to seek
 	you leave
 	good-counsel may
 	The ape is
 	an egg is
 	me lurk
 	Thy beauty hath made
 	I 'll say
 	The pretty wretch left crying
 	they knock
 	you have been
 	husband comes to woo
 	t they go
 	Nightly she sings
 	Romeo bade
 	I had then laid
 	they be not to be talked
 	I have fought
 	which way ran
 	Flies may do
 	no friendly drop To help
 	he would
 	I 'll know
 	such a villain is
 	she could stand
 	I will not budge
 	I will then give
 	I intended
 	brows Being
 	part your canker 'd hate
 	it not then well served
 	Beg pardon
 	Ye say
 	I am hurt
 	this mixture do not work
 	his son is
 	the appertaining rage To such
 	our judgment sits
 	a man did need
 	a caitiff wretch would sell
 	I 'll cry
 	all the rest depart
 	the beetle brows shall
 	lord sits
 	I shall faint
 	Ere he can spread
 	manners is
 	she had laid
 	a beast was
 	her waking
 	her burying
 	I am gone
 	I 'll fa
 	you think
 	the misty mountain tops
 	he do
 	thou think
 	thou hadst suck
 	you pluck
 	purge Myself condemned
 	the stars Shall bitterly begin
 	that they must use
 	slaughter 'd
 	My bounty is
 	We took
 	further woe conspires
 	that I still will stay
 	Your lady mother is coming
 	I am sent to find
 	my reputation stain 'd
 	thou art banished
 	an we be
 	madmen have
 	no such sight to be shown
 	the second cup draws
 	I 'll prove
 	ancient citizens Cast
 	holy church incorporate
 	any other part Belonging
 	villain cousin would have
 	art thou hurt
 	it more sin to wish
 	a virtuous,—Where is
 	this state she gallops
 	you did leave
 	that word Is
 	I should live to see
 	Thou canst not speak
 	thou deliver
 	shadows are
 	This trick may
 	It fits
 	thy unhallow 'd
 	God hath made
 	curious eye doth
 	I do apprehend
 	you importun
 	the strangers are
 	the gentlewoman is
 	I would not be seen
 	thou kill
 	which your love Must climb
 	I ne'er saw
 	it should be
 	a scourge is laid
 	I discern
 	the prince expressly hath
 	which we call
 	Verona brags
 	mine shall be spent
 	My naked weapon is
 	sorrow can
 	yet thy head hath been beaten
 	these woes do lie
 	much salt water thrown
 	you shall not stay
 	fray was
 	my old life Be
 	the porter let
 	Thy tears are
 	her new-beloved
 	the blood is spill 'd
 	I it written
 	I care
 	he doth grieve
 	he shuts
 	a head have
 	Benvolio die
 	God save
 	My dismal scene I needs must act
 	Fain would
 	She hath not seen
 	I told
 	O love
 	Contempt and beggary hang
 	cheeks shall fade
 	Brief sounds
 	villain am
 	Life and these lips have long been separated
 	The day is
 	you will
 	our streets again Your lives shall pay
 	she gives
 	an you be
 	you fall
 	he will make
 	strength to make
 	thou canst not teach
 	it brings
 	I should have asked
 	'd could never die
 	thee remedy
 	I her,—so
 	angels lives
 	he come
 	I will not say
 	I 'll have
 	I 'll conjure
 	I will drag
 	the more I give
 	To-night she 's mew
 	the thing I have
 	fair I love
 	a sudden one hath wounded
 	Villain and he be
 	I would forget
 	that it would do
 	me leave
 	delay We waste
 	ready stand To smooth
 	it cried
 	I 'll still stay
 	I never should forget
 	I swounded
 	you have found
 	our toil shall strive to mend
 	Lies festering
 	I have lost
 	hasty powder fir 'd Doth hurry
 	They have made
 	access To breathe
 	musicians have
 	I have been feasting
 	many mine being
 	Her body sleeps
 	direction found
 	griping grief the heart doth
 	my joy Must be
 	I demand
 	God forbid
 	my friend profess
 	Thy wit is
 	His agile arm beats
 	it is worn
 	thy best robes uncover
 	yond yew-trees lay
 	I 'll pay
 	Romeo slain
 	you not see
 	this humour prove
 	Do not deny
 	he sit
 	an hour Hath been
 	He jests
 	you this afternoon To know
 	post he came
 	love allow
 	them say
 	I will carry
 	they had
 	he must complain
 	your rude brawls doth lie
 	we can contradict
 	some poison yet doth
 	thou have
 	more favour can
 	I did call
 	it give
 	I 'll not be forsworn
 	Romeo come
 	thou wilt be satisfied
 	he shall soon keep
 	the watch is coming
 	thou runnest
 	Lovers can see to do
 	my intents are
 	They pray
 	him come to take
 	those eyes shut
 	a name I know
 	mercy bade
 	buried ancestors are
 	thou swear
 	her circled
 	I further shall intend to do
 	the world begun
 	I will not marry
 	His help to crave
 	thee run
 	ghost Seeking
 	Thou talk
 	it excels
 	thou dost make
 	long love doth
 	Romeo would
 	I did yet behold
 	it best
 	heart-sick groans
 	she dies
 	I married
 	thee can afford
 	Mercutio slain
 	which their keepers call
 	Which way ran
 	I hit
 	a messenger to bring
 	thou art moved
 	Which modern lamentation might have
 	heaven is
 	thee married
 	she not give
 	Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be
 	that he doth
 	the longer liver take
 	such vile matter So fairly bound
 	me she speaks
 	the taste confounds
 	moon I swear
 	she lies
 	that crystal scales let there be
 	a better love to be-rime
 	thou hast comforted
 	the slave Come
 	your disposition to be married
 	Towards him I made
 	I sink
 	this intrusion shall
 	we may call
 	she 'll not be hit
 	he is banished
 	An I were
 	she steal love
 	little worm Prick
 	blisters plagues
 	her you could not keep
 	I am peppered
 	which I may call
 	I am laid
 	eyes may
 	thou expect
 	I 'll not wed
 	he shift
 	stay to look
 	me banished
 	I not then be stifled
 	mine a man may strain
 	season love
 	thy wedding-day Hath Death lain
 	Bid her devise
 	you fiery-footed
 	they dream
 	I will bear
 	my invocation Is
 	you speak
 	I must wed
 	I 'll make
 	This dagger hath
 	His looks I fear
 	you have learn
 	purple fountains issuing
 	the marriage Her nurse is
 	breath To say
 	I 'll go along
 	We follow
 	dear love— Well
 	yours constrains
 	she will be rul
 	This night I hold
 	the sport is
 	me have
 	thou hear
 	thou been
 	this vault to die
 	My ears have not yet drunk
 	thou hadst been
 	the County Paris slain
 	he dwells
 	their stolen
 	I endart
 	me to stop
 	you find
 	I will not entertain
 	the heavens to smile
 	thou dost not mark
 	him making
 	view is
 	soul Is
 	the churchyard tread
 	A troubled mind drave
 	that they cannot sit
 	thou dismember
 	I have heard
 	thou slay
 	He told
 	Thou wilt be taken
 	we rode
 	we shall not ' scape
 	I will raise
 	Thou wast
 	thy rotten jaws to open
 	d. Then have
 	yonder blessed
 	it had
 	My words would bandy
 	Thou hast amaz 'd
 	I 'll hide
 	The day to cheer
 	I will walk
 	thee still stand
 	post to tell
 	Thou desirest
 	it were to give
 	Bliss be
 	It burneth
 	the best friend I had
 	It may be thought
 	I suppos
 	that very night Shall
 	his foe suppos 'd
 	thou consort
 	the very theme I came to talk
 	you talk
 	he fell
 	We cannot be
 	my lady you will come
 	O'er-cover 'd
 	they stumble
 	It doth
 	God forgive
 	you could find
 	sour woe delights
 	Romeo is coming
 	they may seize
 	them measure
 	Things have fall'n out
 	Ere one can say
 	your adversary And yours close fighting
 	Juliet is
 	Jove laughs
 	d. She will not stay
 	we need
 	lusty young men feel
 	dank dew to dry
 	star-cross 'd lovers take
 	d. Search
 	silver hath
 	palm to palm is
 	He bears
 	they 're
 	death Was
 	We talk
 	I will cut off
 	my heart itself plays
 	I do not bite
 	Which the dark night hath
 	he be slain
 	she was
 	The tears have got
 	he did buy
 	thou canst give
 	me to stand
 	thou must die
 	cloak to hide
 	aspir 'd
 	me come
 	hand did
 	bed asleep
 	we to keep
 	merit most shall be
 	no pity sitting
 	young affection gapes to be
 	you run
 	tis no time to play
 	My daughter he hath wedded
 	I lay
 	a man To bear
 	learning is
 	past joy calls
 	His son was
 	thou tear
 	Hath thwarted
 	thou lovest
 	well-apparel 'd
 	all these woes shall serve
 	we should be thus afflicted
 	gory swords To lie
 	Your plantain leaf is
 	we should have
 	one hand beats
 	arm 'd
 	thou canst devise
 	Tybalt would kill
 	these two days buried
 	none else being
 	thy assistant be
 	the time is
 	I came,—some
 	that exile is
 	Petrarch flowed
 	a rearward following
 	'd runsgate doth
 	Tis the way To call
 	I would tear
 	they dare
 	Thy drugs are
 	us take
 	rul 'd
 	all things shall be
 	hand Murder 'd
 	doomsday is
 	sad hours seem
 	That unsubstantial Death is
 	I to take
 	I do not use
 	your heaven she should be advanc
 	my child my joys are buried
 	We will have
 	him live
 	I yet know
 	we have wrought
 	her father counts
 	Romeo should
 	the room has grown
 	I must love
 	earth resign
 	I will omit
 	years Ere I again behold
 	thy life I charge
 	thou art taken
 	ye should lead
 	They 'll be
 	my wife is
 	thy face is
 	one knocks
 	She shall be married
 	I ran away to call
 	my sin is
 	you saw
 	her laid
 	we scarce thought us bless
 	golden sleep doth
 	serpents are
 	thee they will
 	holy physic lies
 	you not conceive
 	it spoken
 	I already know
 	My husband lives
 	I should confess
 	It best agrees
 	return to pry
 	that deceit should dwell
 	he comes
 	enough I may
 	many days :O
 	I reviv
 	thou met
 	thou art swift To enter
 	cruel cruel thee quite overthrown
 	sleep will never lie
 	his own tears made
 	I should have been
 	thy foot I 'll lay
 	I wonder
 	hand shed
 	her Shall have
 	I neither know
 	time means
 	you not stay
 	I nurs
 	the lark makes
 	lips do
 	He lent
 	I 'll take
 	early bid me give
 	our time to come
 	I live
 	monster keeps
 	him dead I hold
 	thou couldst not make
 	her that Paris is
 	that I 'll procure to come
 	We 'll
 	effect I take
 	her beauty makes
 	My master knows
 	his mind be
 	You are to blame
 	I will bring
 	him.— Stop
 	a man to bow
 	itself possess
 	prayers shall purchase
 	he writes
 	notes do beat
 	all things change
 	chance to do
 	thou wilt speak
 	stony limits cannot hold love out
 	me inquire
 	we must entreat
 	his fingers goes
 	tears augmenting
 	you miss
 	Which heavy sorrow makes
 	a ring she bid
 	thou weep
 	Alla stoccata carries
 	her lap to saint-seducing
 	I 'm
 	woe afford
 	Two such opposed foes encamp
 	which grief It is supposed
 	fresh female buds shall
 	discolour 'd
 	my care hath been To have
 	the all-cheering sun Should
 	it should leave crying
 	young Romeo will be
 	him—dead— Is
 	thee cords made
 	her hasten
 	it makes
 	Her mother is
 	men are
 	he shall signify
 	thou wring
 	all thy veins shall run
 	we pass
 	'd fury be
 	Yet I should kill
 	such excess I cannot sum up
 	I must up-fill
 	I pay
 	teach the torches to burn
 	every man betake
 	I cry
 	thy body is
 	God had lent
 	my flesh tremble
 	Thou shalt be borne
 	We still have known
 	you give
 	me to inquire
 	I needs
 	Our bridal flowers serve
 	he a man to encounter
 	hiss 'd
 	which we would prevent
 	any liquid thing you will
 	art Could
 	I will say
 	that thou dost not feel
 	we have had
 	this marriage he should be
 	The citizens are up
 	thy joy Be
 	My life were better ended
 	My will
 	he enters
 	You shall have
 	displeas 'd
 	This letter doth make
 	Thy noble shape is
 	I rather weep
 	we have cull
 	maids lie
 	her beauty serve
 	he was not born
 	Which she hath
 	art thou fishified
 	A rime I learn
 	I wot
 	this hour my man shall be
 	softest music to attending
 	the bridegroom he is come
 	you live
 	Affliction is
 	thou ask
 	my Romeo comes
 	the ground I cannot move
 	my humour not pursuing
 	the custom is
 	thy canopy is
 	they laugh
 	My leisure serves
 	I 'll pardon
 	death is
 	You lie
 	light to ope
 	thee fetch
 	I will follow
 	it should
 	he shall die
 	she brings
 	a morning hath
 	lady is
 	you had
 	you should deal
 	thou art wedded
 	Montague is bound
 	I may read
 	my life is
 	I may find
 	he was coming
 	no words can
 	one I danc
 	I will write
 	it press 'd
 	we meet
 	Your looks are
 	such rate be set
 	she shall be
 	eyes were made to look
 	you disturb
 	dexterity Retorts
 	Fear comes
 	I shall forget
 	my heart is
 	whole city is
 	The date is
 	yesternight Return 'd
 	Her chariot is
 	I will go
 	I was hurt
 	night is
 	Right glad I am
 	thou justly seem
 	I brought
 	nothing slow to slack
 	She 'd be
 	I gave
 	you slug-a-bed
 	heaven clears
 	all men depart
 	my temper soften
 	Immoderately she weeps
 	My dreams presage
 	Romeo shall thank
 	You shall find
 	his wisdom hastes
 	me say
 	this one is
 	I will answer
 	her consent is
 	them find
 	I will stir
 	I Will watch
 	tongue shall
 	you not take
 	you take
 	a jaunce have
 	a dead man leave to think,—
 	you got
 	Shame come
 	All this I know
 	I should disturb
 	he will stand
 	I cannot
 	I may
 	I do protest
 	many eyes doth
 	Have lost
 	it likely thou wilt undertake
 	Tybalt hit
 	my eye so do
 	Thursday is
 	it will be
 	I will watch
 	we were interchanging
 	me give
 	I talk
 	thou gone
 	my daughter gone
 	I can give
 	I enforce
 	forsworn to love
 	the fool were married
 	thee beguil
 	I will come
 	which he starts
 	nothing first create
 	she kill
 	thou fall
 	Which thou wilt propagate to have
 	he should hither come
 	the devil should
 	st thou we shall ever meet
 	I aim
 	true love is grown
 	ours shed
 	next we meet
 	her hence to make
 	Nightly shall be to strew
 	swift arrives
 	She 's not well married
 	I must hear
 	his face be
 	force should cease
 	he will show
 	he bestrides
 	I have learn
 	an you will not wed
 	I could have
 	which the friar Subtly hath
 	cruel death hath
 	Paris hath
 	My intercession likewise steads
 	The boy gives warning
 	wash 'd
 	I little
 	He shall be
 	which slaughter 'd
 	beauty dies
 	Romeo must not live
 	that I dream
 	my sweet prepare to chide
 	art thou chang
 	a kiss I die
 	her means
 	one would kill
 	heap 'd like
 	none but I might venge
 	Echo lies
 	I would have been a-bed
 	death do
 	he hath still been tried
 	thee will keep
 	I 'll watch
 	slander 'd
 	blood is
 	you mumbling
 	I drew
 	heavy burden do
 	thou couldst
 	his mistress were
 	We would
 	many orisons To move
 	your Romeo will be
 	I have invited
 	I charge
 	twould anger him To raise
 	Virtue itself turns
 	a drunkard reels
 	his lady was
 	Her blood is settled
 	night look
 	Saints do not move
 	I spoke
 	a time To blaze
 	sense thou wilt
 	thou withdraw
 	honourable reckoning are
 	his sorrows grow
 	her eyes were
 	I bid
 	Heaven and yourself Had
 	they have took
 	thou repliest
 	my master drew
 	I will be gone
 	he moveth
 	The orchard walls are
 	thou must
 	four— She is
 	candles are
 	God knows
 	Some consequence yet hanging
 	good manners shall lie
 	they return
 	her bless
 	maids call
 	Mab That plats
 	tears distill 'd
 	nimble-pinion 'd
 	you pomegranate
 	His son is
 	I will keep
 	his shaft To soar
 	you married
 	my house do
 	The game was
 	it there stand
 	May prove
 	an I should live
 	I strike
 	the cause remove
 	unattainted eye Compare
 	that vow Do I live
 	the county stays
 	I am slain!—If
 	the morning See
 	Dove-feather 'd
 	thou show
 	our marriage To stop
 	misadventure is
 	stopp 'd
 	you rat-catcher
 	her fan 's
 	I bite
 	the infectious pestilence did
 	it argues
 	Blind is
 	O blessed
 	I 'll lay
 	thy skill be
 	You will
 	I 'll call
 	you do not know
 	she said
 	that we have
 	he gone
 	I never be
 	It were
 	any thing you see
 	The more I have
 	Therefore thy kinsmen are
 	true love acted
 	two more summers wither
 	this fair volume lies Find
 	holy Laurence to fall
 	their high will
 	she looks
 	you cot-quean
 	he say
 	Didst thou not fall
 	this I pray
 	Thursday next be married
 	nothing may prorogue
 	that thou hast shown
 	that I have to love
 	he been
 	thou wilt lie
 	This torture should be
 	Which ten times faster glide
 	she was wean
 	thou make
 	My grave is
 	vengeance be
 	this alliance may
 	Romeo Hath had
 	it lightens
 	exile is
 	s. That shows
 	I 'll play
 	me peruse
 	I tear
 	we held
 	thou not bring
 	name I conjure
 	I 'll dispose
 	I do love
 	I must confess
 	I 'll believe
 	My father Capulet will have
 	tutor 'd
 	no healthsome air breathes
 	honour may be
 	an ye will have
 	winter treads
 	she cannot meet
 	nought could remove
 	It seems
 	this anatomy Doth
 	torch is
 	possess 'd
 	I have seen
 	it would fall
 	the prince came
 	the sweeter rest was
 	thy love prove
 	The grey-ey 'd morn
 	patient ears attend
 	it not be
 	a husband to make
 	My conceal
 	Never was seen
 	I Call
 	The ground is
 	Tybalt is
 	her natural bosom find
 	I 'll amerce
 	I 'll not speak
 	he may
 	Her vestal livery is
 	Do not swear
 	them rushes
 	the sweetest honey Is
 	my heart love
 	thou mayst think
 	dun 's
 	a noise did scare
 	the tale thou dost
 	The world affords
 	thou wert
 	I can read
 	O brawling love
 	the woe others must end
 	Thou hast most kindly hit
 	I to chide
 	I long to die
 	Death lies
 	I never shall be satisfied
 	wilful choler meeting Makes
 	ye knaves
 	a change is
 	he hath hid
 	me to sleep
 	name speaks
 	I was come
 	that husband send
 	The curfew bell hath rung
 	we do
 	they do dream
 	I 'll swear
 	she bid
 	the life-weary taker may fall
 	shop is shut
 	you feel
 	me weep
 	The quarrel is
 	I do defy
 	the morning comes To rouse
 	I have said
 	You 'll not endure
 	thou slain
 	sale is
 	she not count
 	I must conjure
 	this delay Is
 	Saint Francis be
 	d. Then say
 	thou art deceived
 	I pass
 	'd sun Peer 'd
 	st me bury love
 	either thee dislike
 	the law should end
 	I be
 	thou try
 	To-morrow will
 	the devil came
 	your mother craves
 	the shoemaker should meddle
 	conjur 'd
 	Pursu 'd
 	he hear
 	She will beshrew
 	she hangs
 	he married
 	they can lick
 	she not think
 	me Paris should have married
 	it begins
 	An I might live to see
 	we were born to die
 	the air doth
 	whither should
 	thy wild acts denote
 	I 'll no longer be
 	He swung
 	your pardon
 	the Capulets lie
 	thou be
 	that sense may call
 	that Tybalt would have slain
 	I will apprehend
 	We 'll keep
 	Now old desire doth
 	An she agree
 	Thou chidd
 	he may not have
 	I may be
 	'd to her
 	I use
 	This field-bed is
 	as good he were
 	you shall find
 	my lady came
 	they not hear
 	They must take
 	I mean to make
 	R is
 	Which once untangled much misfortune bodes
 	any other name would smell
 	much I fear
 	he 's killed
 	him To be
 	I am done
 	not thy nurse lie
 	her joints are
 	I will speak
 	foot wanders
 	she doth
 	dear love is set
 	ensign yet Is
 	sound is
 	they lie
 	her purblind
 	birds would sing
 	more courtship lives
 	He fights
 	the stain doth
 	early next Thursday morn
 	we dine
 	he will answer
 	he there been seen
 	Romeo will answer
 	this knife I 'll help
 	The county will be
 	her borrow
 	Which you weep
 	thou remember
 	this knot knit up
 	me be satisfied
 	that wise men have
 	something doth
 	those attires are
 	his leg excels
 	e'er thou wast
 	sport comes
 	The most you sought was
 	that e'er time saw
 	I will do
 	twain To sunder
 	she is not come
 	The day is broke
 	sorrow craves
 	I. Could draw
 	he wear
 	news be
 	God send
 	King Cophetua lov 'd
 	we ordained
 	weak childish bow she lives
 	you been gadding
 	me thus forsworn
 	He came
 	He ran
 	catch 'd
 	mandrakes '
 	you come
 	the world is
 	heaven Would
 	thou lie
 	them told
 	thou need
 	you shall use
 	I be married
 	I 'll look to like
 	the case may be amended
 	the torch doth burn
 	Thursday be
 	I do bear
 	he said
 	stain 'd
 	mind they hide
 	I shall say
 	this city visiting
 	deadly point to point
 	I set up
 	which thou hast heard
 	his dear blood doth owe
 	mine shall never do
 	Supper is done
 	you ne'er hear say
 	He made
 	we shall meet
 	Wife go
 	sycamore That westward rooteth
 	thou have to-night
 	you sought
 	We met
 	his eyesight lost
 	Romeo begin
 	confession finds
 	thou to do
 	corns will walk
 	his name.—If he be married
 	storm is
 	she divideth
 	their pride Ere we may think
 	my husband—God be
 	we should be
 	death Have they been
 	her silver sound
 	me assure
 	mother is
 	I stretch
 	he dares
 	my old feet stumbled
 	Care keeps
 	you shall bear
 	you and I are
 	she lov
 	thou shalt know
 	I 'll bury
 	Verona art thou banished
 	these three hours will
 	the thing I bid
 	Thou wilt
 	this neighbour-stained steel,— Will
 	I cannot bound
 	you called
 	thought would wish
 	thou mayst not sell
 	she will be
 	she is advanc 'd
 	Hath had
 	Romeo can
 	more days doth
 	that ornament to shape
 	thou wilt woo
 	dreamers often lie
 	he 's gone
 	sorrow chide
 	happy mothers made
 	we mean
 	'd you lov
 	my sail
 	he dares ne'er come back to challenge
 	civil blood makes
 	it waxes
 	I not be
 	prais 'd
 	he stirreth
 	cover 'd
 	me live
 	'd head So soon to bid
 	strength shall help afford
 	this bloody knife Shall play
 	a gentleman to be
 	His name is
 	he is hid
 	heralds should be
 	it will
 	God join 'd
 	st speak
 	dear hap to tell
 	a madman is
 	I look
 	thou must combine
 	Me they shall feel
 	Doth add
 	st I am too quickly won
 	the love I bore
 	love I might
 	thou wilt say
 	we must have
 	this Romeo be
 	he will take
 	you sing
 	Montague moves
 	twelve year old,— I bade
 	You gave
 	You 'll make
 	Love is
 	my young lady bade
 	we woo
 	the trunk may be
 	I may trust
 	They say
 	He 'll
 	I 'll ne'er acknowledge
 	dragon keep
 	Love goes
 	summer hath
 	my heart abhors To hear
 	Methinks I see
 	leave to go
 	him That is
 	I will not fail
 	jocund day Stands tiptoe
 	they are
 	She wakes
 	I shall show
 	them begin
 	this drivelling love is
 	I drink
 	Earth hath swallow
 	women grow
 	we may put up
 	stout Tybalt slain
 	an ill thing to be offered
 	his intents I doubt
 	my eyesight fails
 	thou gav
 	thou be gone
 	merry , give consent To marry
 	We have
 	them take
 	walking did
 	sadness make
 	this weak flower Poison hath
 	I protest
 	that didst consort
 	divers kind We sucking
 	that voice doth
 	One pain is lessen
 	I am banished
 	thou seest
 	Meaning to keep
 	the canker death eats up
 	minister 'd to have
 	my poor house look to behold
 	we burn
 	this count I shall be
 	It strains me past
 	I beg
 	methinks I see
 	she leans
 	all the night To hear
 	that ever I was born
 	Tybalt lies
 	passion lends
 	I tender
 	it fly
 	thou wilt perform
 	the prince come
 	My child is
 	unaccustom 'd cause procures
 	the worser is
 	that time it is
 	Poor living
 	rush 'd aside
 	we lay
 	they were
 	a snowy dove trooping
 	I come:— To cease
 	Sharp misery had worn
 	She was
 	thou liv
 	I must be gone
 	no man use
 	'd death becomes
 	I conveniently could send
 	The heavens do
 	flowers thy bridal bed I strew
 	law Is
 	Thou art not conquer
 	I must hence to wait
 	I 'll frown
 	hers is set
 	us affray
 	thou provoke
 	thou wilt not keep
 	I will back
 	the nurse cursed
 	one thing to rejoice
 	Seal 'd
 	dear sake thou wast
 	Too flattering-sweet to be
 	joy comes
 	she driveth
 	no time to woo
 	thy bosom there lies
 	light it grows
 	We see
 	heaven hath
 	thy wits run
 	You will set
 	thou hadst
 	thee armour to keep
 	light wings did
 	half an hour she promis
 	This night you shall behold
 	your consent gives
 	My lord and you were
 	my letters know
 	She will indite
 	So many guests invite
 	tears are
 	me be ta'en
 	saucy merchant was
 	that thou over-heard
 	Thou mayst prove
 	death prorogued
 	heaven keeps
 	you to make
 	fools do wear
 	Thy face is
 	I dwell
 	my child is
 	It may be
 	our will
 	Have thrice disturb
 	book containing
 	I will confess
 	I must use
 	me tell
 	them fought
 	thee answer
 	it prevails
 	thou mean
 	which he owes
 	you beat love
 	it is not mine
 	theirs are
 	this foul murder comes
 	that name is known
 	I departed
 	it is well said
 	we go
 	death Thou shalt continue
 	thy likeness thou appear
 	wilfulness is
 	I serve
 	him like
 	my aching
 	I go
 	I will tear
 	the hate I bear
 	we can clear
 	the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw
 	every knave to use
 	these sorrows make
 	it would dispatch
 	the county take
 	it not like
 	thou shalt see
 	I remain
 	famine is
 	My husband is
 	marriage-day Was
 	Romeo Come to redeem
 	It did
 	that heaven should practise
 	he helps not to take
 	Thy fault our law calls
 	I o'erperch
 	me a case to put
 	I will withdraw
 	I rouse
 	no opportunity That may convey
 	It helps
 	we shall come
 	it needs must be
 	your man secret
 	the gentle sin is
 	I will give
 	We are undone
 	thou leave
 	gallant spirit hath
 	all these piteous woes We cannot
 	thy Juliet is
 	thou wilt have
 	word ill urg 'd
 	Romeo arise
 	her lord is come
 	I will go call
 	meagre were
 	I am sold
 	Her waggon-spokes made
 	my young lady asked
 	pale flag is
 	Thou and these woes were
 	I believe
 	d. Calling
 	myself have
 	vow 'd to cherish
 	I should be
 	scathe you.—I know
 	thou went
 	thee think
 	love it is
 	sullen dirges change
 	I will push
 	he shall
 	the world they saw
 	Romeo may
 	the second cock hath
 	I 'll stay
 	the earth doth
 	sadness lengthens
 	we found
 	I did send
 	his death-bed lie
 	Hath sent
 	I can discover
 	It is written
 	me now be left
 	we revel
 	Old Montague is come
 	I nursed
 	It back to Tybalt
 	her cheek would
 	me tremble
 	I might touch
 	It beats
 	a foot Will ne'er wear
 	Thou shalt not stir
 	Susan is
 	me wounded
 	Our Romeo hath not been
 	this same wayward girl is so reclaim
 	Thursday were
 	remember 'd
 	The clock struck
 	nothing hurt
 	Thou cutt
 	I will dry-beat
 	Juliet bleeding
 	which late I noted
 	me sort
 	they come
 	no pulse Shall keep
 	Affection makes
 	We 'll measure
 	my kinsmen find
 	I 'll not endure
 	speedy help doth lend redress
 	Howlings attend
 	supper served up
 	you have made
 	I could not send
 	The lady stirs
 	They call
 	I never shall forget
 	one short minute gives
 	this night sit up
 	one respect I 'll
 	flowers to strew
 	that hour is
 	all the world will be
 	thou consent to marry
 	myself I said
 	death to chide
 	the traitor murderer lives
 	she broke
 	tis you liv
 	I 'll quit
 	more care to stay
 	I am sped
 	we will make
 	a pestilent knave is
 	thou art not quickly moved to strike
 	philosophy can make
 	she 'll not come
 	I have bought
 	I have spoke
 	Henceforward I am
 	thou must stand
 	thee still forget
 	you shall know
 	daylight doth
 	my lady I am gone
 	the county slain
 	mickle is
 	you dined
 	My master is
 	The valiant Paris seeks
 	I defy
 	she gallops
 	those bloody hands Throw
 	Thy love did read
 	an unkind hour Is
 	it began
 	a jest shall come
 	st not to be gone
 	you this night Inherit
 	'd me to repent
 	it had ended
 	peace be
 	I entreated
 	she doth give
 	it wrought
 	they are past compare
 	the dial is
 	I lent
 	names are written
 	this same needy man must sell
 	You must contrary
 	I ask
 	His fault concludes
 	sweetmeats tainted are
 	it hoars
 	Phæthon would whip
 	treacherous revolt Turn
 	a maiden blush bepaint
 	she are
 	st to die
 	Bondage is
 	it now To Lammas-tide
 	I must needs
 	me to walk
 	I behold
 	d. Look
 	fear is
 	me devise
 	thou found
 	the mad blood stirring
 	death 's
 	the quarrel was
 	A lover may bestride
 	my mistress is
 	an you will give
 	a silk thread plucks
 	turn 'd
 	He heareth
 	misadventur 'd piteous overthrows Do
 	Tybalt is gone
 	chang 'd
 	he hath wakened
 	It cannot countervail
 	I bring
 	thou wash
 	an unstain 'd
 	she do
 	I would have made
 	I promise
 	thou wast
 	You are looked
 	windows fall
 	We 'll have
 	action dignified
 	she will
 	my betossed soul Did not attend
 	him bethink
 	he will sure run
 	you shining
 	I did sleep
 	I knew
 	heaven be
 	May be put
 	thee do
 	A peevish self-will 'd harlotry
 	my mind misgives
 	they will
 	you green-sickness
 	The world is
 	thou canst not pass
 	kill 'd
 	power to die
 	I would say
 	it May do
 	names the writing person hath
 	Tybalt being slain
 	Thy head is
 	thou look
 	me be put
 	cure lives
 	this distilled liquor drink
 	his house Is
 	I do bite
 	I sell
 	She could have run
 	God shall mend
 	thou shalt hear
 	Thy lips are
 	all men call
 	my weapon should quickly have been
 	he 'll be
 	I met
 	it seems
 	his brow shame is
 	I should forget to think
 	this same thought did
 	a sea nourish
 	breath Is not so long as is
 	Thou wouldst else have made
 	place Doth make
 	no law to make
 	a kinsman vex
 	they fight
 	art thou drawn
 	It shall be
 	that house shall move
 	light steals
 	a man are
 	tis no wit to go
 	the prince will doom
 	the jest may remain
 	he scrape
 	my teen be
 	good Juliet.— I dare no longer stay
 	I will look
 	the fair creature died
 	you deliver
 	we are undone
 	We must talk
 	Thou shalt be
 	silver sound
 	I 'll descend
 	it grows
 	lovers us 'd to swear
 	he speaks
 	that she will
 	Such mortal drugs I have
 	me leap
 	me to forget
 	Romeo Is banished
 	heaven cannot
 	I descend
 	we can find
 	That heaven finds means to kill
 	untimely death Banish 'd
 	Women may fall
 	He shall not make
 	I bear
 	you walk
 	I have worn
 	I will frown
 	no time to move
 	I may prevent
 	we 'll have
 	thy life lives
 	I never will be
 	The measure done
 	I cannot love
 	The County Paris hath set up
 	thou hast sold
 	you quiet
 	my comfort is
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 	is living
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 	to be married
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 	e'er
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 	bating
 	shall be married
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 	shall signify
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 	would have married
 	fishified