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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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• At lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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• The god of my idolatry. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2
• This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye Than twenty of their swords.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say, "It lightens.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc. 2...
• One fire burns out another's burning, One pain is lessen'd by another's anguish.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act i, Sc. 2...
• He jests at scars that never felt a wound. But, soft!
  what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun....
• I am the very pink of courtesy. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet -- Act ii, Sc.
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