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Go , you cot-quean , go .
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I refuse to accept that .
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Madam .
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Who said that ?
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Oh , please be true , please let it be that this man has mistaken me for you , my dear brother !
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She's cold .
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Who tricked you ?
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Yes , my lord .
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What's she ?
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Oh , let us hence .
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I feel sorry for you .
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Goodness , it's daylight .
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Come , away !
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I will go along .
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I won't listen to your pleas or excuses .
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He is about the house .
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But I'm still fairly high-ranking .
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The women you rape are the ones who'll have to "sense" it .
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There's a husband there who's waiting to make you his wife .
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What , ho !
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Hey , Nurse !
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The sun itself has never seen anyone as beautiful since the world began .
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This may end without anyone getting killed .
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Hold , Toby !
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I'll get free of you .
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Nay , good Sir Toby .
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Good , very good .
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Monday !
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Take me inside some house , Benvolio , or I'll pass out .
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I am sped .
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If God had been willing , I wish we had died in the same hour too !
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When my tongue blabs , then let mine eyes not see .
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How silver-sweet sound lovers ' tongues by night , Like softest music to attending ears !
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You threw it at her rudely , and she wants you to take it back .
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What man art thou that , thus bescreened in night , So stumblest on my counsel ?
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Give me thy hand .
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May a plague curse both your families .
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Hang out ? " Who do you think we are , musicians in a band ?
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Let's go for it .
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He has been yonder i ' the sun practising behavior to his own shadow this half hour .
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Send for the county .
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Which way ran he that killed Mercutio ?
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I'll have an action of battery against him if there be any law in Illyria .
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Oh , I know .
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A plague o ' both your houses !
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How quickly the wrong side may be turned outward !
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So thou mayst say the king lies by a beggar if a beggar dwell near him , or the church stands by thy tabor , if thy tabor stand by the church .
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Or else love is blind , and its best time is the night .
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I'll to the friar to know his remedy .
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O blessed , blessed night !
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He still hasn't told us about the captain .
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My brother is in heaven .
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Doth he not mend ?
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So cheer up , there's still hope for you , man .
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Neither would I .
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Look , love , what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east .
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Well , well , thou hast a careful father , child .
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Call in my maid .
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What dost thou mean ?
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Meanwhile , I'll think of some horrible way to phrase the challenge .
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No , sir , the worse .
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Don't talk back to me .
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I know I can do it .
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And too soon marred are those so early made .
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I have forgotten why I called you back .
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Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence and medicine power .
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Is this the madman ?
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I can write very like my lady your niece : on a forgotten matter we can hardly make distinction of our hands .
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Ye say honestly .
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You , Prince , are the man who can give me justice .
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Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks .
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Sweet-heart !
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Nay , then I must have an ounce or two of this malapert blood from you .
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Nothing can come between me and the fulfillment of all my hopes .
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Can't you understand what I'm saying ?
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A little , by your favor .
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Go , Sir Andrew .
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Give it to me !
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Hold , take these keys , and fetch more spices , Nurse .
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Here comes your father .
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Smatter with your gossips , go .
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Don't compare a woman's love for a man with my love for Olivia .
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What are you going to tell her , Nurse ?
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And I wouldn't ask for any dowry except for her to play another trick like this one .
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I think we know whose fancy handwriting that was .
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If all the devils of hell be drawn in little , and Legion himself possessed him , yet I'll speak to him .
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Ah , Juliet , if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine , and that thy skill be more To blazon it , then sweeten with thy breath This neighbor air , and let rich music's tongue Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter .
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I've only made it this far since I left her place , walking at a moderate pace .
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Even what it please my lord that shall become him .
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You speak well .
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Oh , Sir Toby , stop !
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Yes , yes , this is the rope ladder .
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Dearest Olivia , What do you have to say for yourself , Cesario ? , My lord , please , My lord wants to speak .
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Give my regards to your daughter .
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Let me stand here until you remember your reason .
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Speak your office .
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My soul depends on it , A thousand times good night .
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But no more deep will I endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength to make it fly .
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Go away .
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And it's good to have joy in such a joyless time .
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