Juliet Ay me! Romeo She speaks. O, speak again, bright angel, for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a wingèd messenger of heaven Unto the white upturnèd wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy puffing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air. Read more about Act 2, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "winged messenger"
Romeo When the devout religion of mine eye Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fire; And these who often drowned could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! One fairer than my love! The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun. Benvolio Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself poised with herself in either eye. But in that crystal scales let there be weighed Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, And she shall scant show well, that now seems best. Read more about Act 1, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "crystal scales"
Benvolio At this same ancient feast of Capulet's Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, With all the admired beauties of Verona. Go thither and, with unattainted eye, Compare her face with some that I shall show, And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. Read more about Act 1, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "unattainted"
Servant But, I pray, can you read any thing you see? Romeo Ay, if I know the letters and the language. Servant Ye say honestly. Rest you merry! Romeo Stay, fellow; I can read. Read more about Act 1, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "if I know the letters"
Caithness Well, march we on To give obedience where 'tis truly owed. Meet we the medicine of the sickly weal, And with him, pour we in our country's purge, Each drop of us. Read more about Act 5, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: Double meaning
Angus Now does he feel His secret murders sticking on his hands; Now, minutely, revolts upbraid his faith-breach; Those he commands move only in command, Nothing in love. Now does he feel his title Hang loose about him, like a giant's robe Upon a dwarfish thief. Read more about Act 5, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "like a giant's robe"
Caithness Great Dunsinane he strongly fortifies. Some say he's mad; others that lesser hate him Do call it valiant fury. But for certain, He cannot buckle his distempered cause Within the belt of rule. Read more about Act 5, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: “distempered cause”
[The countryside near Dunsinane Hill. Military drums and flags. Enter several Scottish lords leading armed troops] Menteith The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, His uncle Siward, and the good Macduff. Revenges burn in them, for their dear causes Would, to the bleeding and the grim alarm, Excite the mortified man. Angus Caithness Lennox Menteith Caithness Angus Menteith Caithness Lennox [Exit, marching] Read more about Act 5, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: " Revenges burn in them..."
Son Nay, how will you do for a husband? Lady Macduff Why, I can buy me twenty at any market. Son Then you'll buy 'em to sell again. Lady Macduff Thou speak'st with all thy wit, and yet, i' faith, With wit enough for thee. Read more about Act 4, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "buy 'em to sell again"
Ross My dearest coz, I pray you, school yourself. But for your husband, He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows The fits o' the season. I dare not speak much further; But cruel are the times when we are traitors And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumor From what we fear, yet know not what we fear; But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and move. I take my leave of you. Shall not be long but I'll be here again. Things at the worst will cease or else climb upward To what they were before. [To Son] My pretty cousin, Blessing upon you. Read more about Act 4, Scene 2: Popup Note Index Item: "float upon a wild and violent sea"