Merchant Of Venice
"I am a Jew/ Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs/ dimensions, senses, affections, passions; fed with/ the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject/ to the same diseases, heal'd by the same means/ warm'd and cool'd by the same winter and summer/ as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed?/ If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you/ poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?" -Shylock, II.i.58.
"I should stay with the Jew, my master, who (God bless the mark) is a kind of devil; and to/ run away from the Jew, I should be rul'd by the/ fiend, who, saving your reverence, is the devil him-/self. Certainly the Jew is the very devil incarna-/ tion, and in my conscience, my conscience is but a/ kind of hard conscience, to offer to counsel me to/ stay with the Jew." -Launcelot, II.ii.23.
"This first, of gold, who this inscription bears,/ 'Who chooseth me shall gain what many men desire'/ The second, silver, which this promise carries/ 'Who chooseth me shall get as much as he deserves'? This third, dull lead, with warning all as blunt/ 'Who chooseth me must give and hazard all he hath.'" -Prince of Morocco, II.vii.3.
Romeo & Juliet
"Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow,That I shall say good night till it be morrow."
"What's in a name? That which we call a roseBy any other name would smell as sweet."
"These violent delights have violent ends . . ."
"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?Deny thy father and refuse thy name!Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,And I'll no longer be a Capulet."
"Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die,Take him and cut him out in little stars,And he will make the face of heaven so fineThat all the world will be in love with nightAnd pay no worship to the garish sun."
"Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied,And vice sometime's by action dignified."
"For never was a story of more woeThan this of Juliet and her Romeo."
"What must be shall be."
"How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,Like softest music to attending ears!"
"With love's light wings did I o'er perch these walls. For stony limits cannot hold love out, and what love can do, that dares love attempt. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me."
lit texts for sec1&2. how fast time flies.. GO GEOG!
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