Romeo and Juliet Act III
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- "Thou wretched boy that didst consort him here, Shalt with him hence."
- "This shall determine that."
- "O, I am Fortune's fool!"
- "Monday! Ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon.A Thursday let it be. A Thursday, tell her,She shall be married to this noble earl."
- "Immediately we do exile him hence."
- "Can heaven be so envious."
- "Romeo can, Though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo, Whoever would have thought it? Romeo!"
- Ah weraday, he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! We are undone, lady, we are undone. Alack the day, he's gone, he's killed, he's dead.
- "There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk."
- "O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar, Where's my lady's lord? Where's Romeo?"
- "Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love, And bid her — mark you me — on Wednesday next —But, soft, what day is this?"
- "These times of woe afford no times to woo.- Madam, goodnight. Commend me to your daughter"
- "Monday, my lord."
- "I will, and know her mind early tomorrow; Tonight she is mewed up to her heaviness."
- "God in heaven bless her!You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so."
- "Good father, I beseech you on my knees,Hear me with patience but to speak a word."
- "Hang thee, young baggage. Disobedient wretch! I tell thee what. Get thee to church a Thursday,Or never after look me in the face."
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