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• O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Rom. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear, That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-- Jul.
  O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable....
• O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• Duke. And what 's her history? Vio. A blank, my lord.
  She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek...
• I am the very pink of courtesy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• O, then, I see Queen Mab hath been with you! She is the fairies' midwife
  and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the fore-finger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep....
• They may seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who, even in pure and vestal modesty, Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act iii, Sc. 3...
• The god of my idolatry. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• At lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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