Welcome, gentlemen. I have seen the day 25 That 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.You are welcome, gentlemen.—Come, musicians,play.
4.4.Tis more, ’tis more. His son is elder, sir. His son is thirty
8.8.6.What lady’s that which doth enrich the hand of yonder basketball player ,7.O,she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night As a rich jewel in an Ethiop’s ear— Beauty too rich for use, for Earth too dear.For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night
2.By ’r Lady, thirty years since thy played foot.
1.Nay, sit, nay, sit, good cousin Capulet, 3For you and I are past our dancing days.How long is ’t now since last yourself and IWere in a mask?
3.What, man, ’tis not so much, ’tis not so much.Some five and twenty years, and then we played.5.Will you tell me that? His son was but a ward two years ago.
7.I know not sir
8.It fits when such a villain is a guest.I’ll not endure him.9.Why, uncle, ’tis a shame.Patience perforce with willful choler meeting.Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting
1.This, by his voice, should be a Montague.— Fetch me my rapier, boy.What, dares the slaveTo strike him dead I hold it not a sin.
2.Why, how now, kinsman? Wherefore storm you so? 4.Young Romeo is it?6. Content thee, gentle coz. Let him alone. He Bears him like a portly gentleman, 7 And, to say truth, Verona brags of him To be a virtuous and well-governed youth.He shall be endured. What, goodman boy? I say he shall. Go to.
3.Uncle, this is a Montague, our foe,A villain that is hither come in spite 70 To scorn at our solemnity this night.5. ’Tis he, that villain Romeo.
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