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Love, lord, ay husband, friendI must hear from thee every day in the hour,For in a minute there are many days
(To Romeo)
 
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds?
(To herself)
 
Madam, I am not well
(To Lady Capulet)
Good father, I beseech you on my kneesHear me with patience but to speak a word
(To Lord Capulet)
Aleck that heaven should practice stratagemsUpon so soft a subject as myself. -
(To the Nurse)
 
Evermore weeping for your cousins death?What wilt thou wash him from his gravewith tears?
(To Juliet)
 
I would the fool were married to her grave
(To Juliet)
Talk not to me for I’ll not speak a word.
 
(To Juliet)
I would the fool were married to hergrave.
(To Juliet)
Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee.
(To Juliet) .
 
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