ROMEO AND JULIET ACT 3 QUOTES

“O, I am fortune’s fool!” – Romeo

“I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give; Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.” – Lady Capulet

“A plague o’ both your houses!” – Mercutio

“My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt In my behalf.” – Romeo

“O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, As one dead in the bottom of a tomb.” – Juliet

“O serpent heart, hid with a flow’ring face! Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave?” – Juliet

“Am I the master here or you? Go to, you are a saucy boy. Is’t so indeed? This trick may chance to scathe you.” – Capulet

“Beautiful tyrant! Fiend angelical!” – Juliet

“I will not marry yet; and when I do, I swear it shall be Romeo, whom you know I hate, rather than Paris.” – Juliet “Death lies on her like an untimely frost.” – Capulet

“Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.” – Benvolio

“For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.” – Prince

“Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.” – Juliet QUOTES GHOSTS

“A damned saint, an honorable villain!” – Romeo

“My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late!” – Juliet

“A plague a’both your houses!” – Mercutio

“Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.” – Juliet

“Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.” – Romeo

“O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circle orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable.” – Juliet

“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 fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.” – Juliet

“This day’s black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others shall end.” – Romeo

“I fear too early, for my mind misgives Some consequence yet hanging in the stars Shall bitterly begin his fearful date.” – Romeo

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.” – Juliet

“Oh, happy dagger, This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die.” – Juliet