Ah, my mistresses, which of you all will now deny to dance? She that makes dainty, she, I'll swear, hath corns. Am I come near you now?
Welcome, gentlemen. Lades that have their toes unplagued with corns will walk about with you.
Welcome, gentlemen. I have seen the day that I have worn a visor and could tell a whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, such as would please. 'Tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone.
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This, by his voice, should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier, boy. What dares the slave come hither covered with an antic face to fleer and scorn at our solemnity? Now, by the stock and honor of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sin.
Why, how now, kinsman? Wherefore storm you so?
Young Romeo is it?
'Tis he, that villain Romeo.
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Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray: grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Then move not while my prayer's effect I take. Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
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Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe, a villain that is hither come in spite to scorn at our solemnity this night.
Saints do not move, though grant for prayer's sake.
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