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Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! rage! blow!

      — King Lear, Act III Scene 2

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1

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Lady Capulet

94

A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword?

2

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Romeo

195

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still,
Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will!
Where shall we dine? O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here's much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
sick health!
Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is!
This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
Dost thou not laugh?

3

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Romeo

212

Why, such is love's transgression.
Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast,
Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest
With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown
Doth add more grief to too much of mine own.
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;
Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:
What is it else? a madness most discreet,
A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Farewell, my coz.

4

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 1]

Benvolio

229

Groan! why, no.
But sadly tell me who.

5

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 2]

Benvolio

328

Why, Romeo, art thou mad?

6

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 4]

Mercutio

547

Why, may one ask?

7

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 5]

Capulet

682

Why, how now, kinsman! wherefore storm you so?

8

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 5]

Tybalt

706

Why, uncle, 'tis a shame.

9

Romeo and Juliet
[I, 5]

Capulet

750

Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone;
We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.
Is it e'en so? why, then, I thank you all
I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night.
More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed.
Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late:
I'll to my rest.

10

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 2]

Juliet

1033

I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then.
I have forgot why I did call thee back.

11

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 4]

Benvolio

1176

Why, what is Tybalt?

12

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 4]

Mercutio

1187

The pox of such antic, lisping, affecting
fantasticoes; these new tuners of accents! 'By Jesu,
a very good blade! a very tall man! a very good
whore!' Why, is not this a lamentable thing,
grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted with
these strange flies, these fashion-mongers, these
perdona-mi's, who stand so much on the new form,
that they cannot at ease on the old bench? O, their
bones, their bones!

13

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 4]

Romeo

1220

Why, then is my pump well flowered.

14

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 4]

Mercutio

1243

Why, is not this better now than groaning for love?
now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art
thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature:
for this drivelling love is like a great natural,
that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole.

15

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 5]

Juliet

1398

Now, good sweet nurse,—O Lord, why look'st thou sad?
Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;
If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news
By playing it to me with so sour a face.

16

Romeo and Juliet
[II, 5]

Juliet

1435

Where is my mother! why, she is within;
Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest!
'Your love says, like an honest gentleman,
Where is your mother?'

17

Romeo and Juliet
[III, 1]

Mercutio

1513

Nay, an there were two such, we should have none
shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! why,
thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more,
or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thou
wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no
other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: what
eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?
Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full of
meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as
an egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with a
man for coughing in the street, because he hath
wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun:
didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing
his new doublet before Easter? with another, for
tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet thou
wilt tutor me from quarrelling!

18

Romeo and Juliet
[III, 1]

Mercutio

1601

No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a
church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for
me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I
am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o'
both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a
cat, to scratch a man to death! a braggart, a
rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of
arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I
was hurt under your arm.

19

Romeo and Juliet
[III, 1]

Benvolio

1648

Why dost thou stay?

20

Romeo and Juliet
[III, 2]

Juliet

1757

Ay me! what news? why dost thou wring thy hands?

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