no i do not bite my thumb at you sir but i do bite my thumb sir.
M
C
M
M
do you bite you thumb at me sir!?
true i talk of dreams which are the childeren of an idle brain, born from nothing exept frivolous Imaginations
C. Did you just give me the finger M. No i didnt give you the finger but i did pint the finger.
C
Fetch my rapier boy, what dares the slave come hither!
M
O, she doth teaches the torches to burn bright.
C
Romeo, Her beauty out shines the touchesTybalt, fetch me my sawed boy, who dares to come here?!
Zdrs: 2
yes i am talking about deams which are nothing but a childs imagination that cannot be trusted
C
Ay m!
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Rome?Deny thy farther, refuce thy name, or if thou wilt not be swarn my love and ill no longer by a capulet.
M
She speaksOh speak again bright angel
C, Ay Me!M, She spoke say something again my sweet angelC, Oh, Romeo if Romeo were not you name or you not be a Montague, you would still be the people i love
Zdrs: 3
Good morrow farther
Benadicite.Then here it hit, Right our romeo hath not been in bed tonight.God pardon sin was thou Rosaline
My ghostly father no? i have forgotten that name
R,Good morning fartherFL, Bless me, i realised that you were not in you bed last night, good forbid you were with rosaline?R, Oh, no Farther i have forgotten that name