Mercutio Young Abraham Cupid — he that shot so true When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4452
Mercutio Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, One nickname for her purblind son and heir, Young Abraham Cupid — he that shot so true Read more about popup_note_index_item 4451
Nurse Were of an age. Well, Susan is with God; She was too good for me. But, as I said, Read more about popup_note_index_item 4449
Benvolio At this same ancient feast of Capulet's Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, Read more about popup_note_index_item 4448
Sampson Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them, which is a disgrace to them if they bear it. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4447
Sampson Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads. Take it in what sense thou wilt. Gregory They must take it in sense that feel it. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4445
Capulet This dagger hath mista'en — for lo, his house Is empty on the back of Montague, — Read more about popup_note_index_item 4444
Romeo Arms, take your last embrace! And, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death! Read more about popup_note_index_item 4443
