Romeo and Juliet
1968/I
Juliet: Good night, good night. Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Romeo: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a gentle kiss.
Narrator: Two households, both alike in dignity / In fair Verona, where we lay our scene / From ancient grudge break to new mutiny / Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes / A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life / Whose misadventured piteous overthrows / Do with their death bury their parents' strife.
Juliet: Love give me strength. (she drinks the potion)
Romeo: But soft. What light through yonder window breaks?
Juliet: That which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet
Gregory: Do you quarrel , Sir? Abraham: Quarrel, Sir? No, Sir.
Mercutio: A plague on both your houses. They've made worm's meat of me.
Romeo: Thus with a kiss I die.
Juliet: Yea noise. Then Ill be brief. Oh, happy dagger, this is thy sheath; there rust and let me die.
Narrator: A glooming peace this morning with it brings. The sun for sorrow will not show his head. For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
Lord Capulet: O lamentable day! Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
Lady Capulet: I beg for justice, which thou prince must give! Romeo slew Tybalt... Romeo must not live! The Prince: Romeo slew him... He slew Mercutio. Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Lord Montague: Not Romeo, Prince! He was Mercutio's friend. His fault concludes but what the law should end-the life of Tybalt! The Prince: And for that offense, immediately we do exile him hence! Let Romeo hence in haste... Else, when he is found... that hour is his last.
Romeo: But soft; what light through yonder window breaks? It is my lady! O, it is my love. O that she knew she were.
Benvolio: By my head, here comes the Capulets. Mercutio: By my heel, I care not.