Montague As is the bud bit with an envious worm Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow, We would as willingly give cure as know. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4252
Benvolio Madam, an hour before the worshipped sun Peered forth the golden window of the east, A troubled mind drive me to walk abroad, Where, underneath the grove of sycamore That westward rooteth from this city side, So early walking did I see your son. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4249
Officer Clubs, bills, and partisans! Strike; beat them down! Down with the Capulets! Down with the Montagues! [Enter the elderly Lord Capulet in his nightgown and Lady Capulet] Capulet What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho! Read more about popup_note_index_item 4247
Sampson Me they shall feel while I am able to stand; and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gregory 'Tis well thou art not fish. If thou hadst, thou hadst been Poor John — Draw thy tool! Here comes two of the house of the Montagues. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: "thou hadst been Poor John"
Sampson Me they shall feel while I am able to stand; and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gregory 'Tis well thou art not fish. If thou hadst, thou hadst been Poor John — Draw thy tool! Here comes Read more about popup_note_index_item 4244
Sampson Me they shall feel while I am able to stand; and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gregory 'Tis well thou art not fish. If thou hadst, thou hadst been Poor John — Draw thy tool! Here comes two of the house of the Montagues. Read more about Act 1, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: Innuendo
Sampson True, and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall. Therefore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4242
Gregory That shows thee a weak slave, for the weakest goes to the wall. Read more about popup_note_index_item 4241
