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Updated: 10/8/2021
Unknown Story

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  • I do bite my thumb, sir.
  • Clubs, bills, and partisians! Strike! Beat them down! Down with the Capulets and Montagues!
  • Do you quarrel, sir?
  • Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
  • Part fools!
  • In love?
  • Out, out of her favor, where I am in love.
  • And too soon marred are those early made. But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart. My will to her consent is but a part.
  • Younger than she are happy mothers made.
  • Where? To supper? Whose house?
  • My master Capulet's house, if you do not belong to the Montagues, come crush a cup of wine.
  • An honor! Were not I thine only nurse, I would say thou hadst sucked wisdom from thy teat.
  • Tell me, daughter Juliet, how stands your disposition to be married?
  • It is an honor that I dream not of.
  • Content thee, gentle coz. Let him alone. He bears him like a portly gentleman.
  • 'Tis he, that villain Romeo.