Juliet Madam, if you could find out but a man To bear a poison, I would temper it; That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors Read more about popup_note_index_item 4434
Juliet Indeed, I never shall be satisfied With Romeo till I behold him — dead — Is my poor heart for a kinsman vexed. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4433
Romeo But that a joy past joy calls out on me, It were a grief so brief to part with thee. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4431
Nurse O he is even in my mistress' case Just in her case! O woeful sympathy, Piteous predicament! Even so lies she, Blubb'ring and weeping, weeping and blubb'ring. Stand up, stand up, stand an you be a man. For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand. Why should you fall into so deep an O? Read more about Act 3, Scene 3: Popup Note Index Item: "stand", "O"
Romeo And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who even in pure and vestal modesty Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4426
