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Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?
What sadness lengthens Romeo’s hours?
Out of her favour, where I am in love.
In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond.
These violent delights have violent ends.
He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
where civil blood makes civil hands unclean
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear.
Mercutio: "If love be rough with you, be rough with love.
The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.
Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
For never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo.
You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound.
One fairer than my love? The all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun.
I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triump die, like fire and powder Which, as they kiss, consume
Hannakins: I know you guys are living out your own private Romeo and Juliet love story, but remember: Both of them die in Act V. -A
A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.