Was ever book containing such vile matter so fairly bound? O, that deceit should dwell in such a gorgeous palace! Act III, sc. 2.

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• Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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• ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
• What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet. Act II, Scene II
• Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rest, and let me die.