"I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, / Or manage it to part these men with me."

"If ever you disturb our streets again, / Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace."

"Black and portentous must this humor prove, / Unless good counsel may the cause remove."

"Here's much to do with hate, but more with love, / Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, / O anything of nothing first create!"

"But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart; / My will to her consent is but a part."

"Thou wast the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. / An I might live to see thee married once, / I have my wish."

"Well, think of marriage now. Younger than you / Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, / Are made already mothers.

"I'll look to like, if looking liking move, / But no more deep will I endure mine eye / Than your consent gives strength to make it fly."

"My mind misgives / Some consequence yet hanging in the stars / Shall bitterly begin his fearful date / With this night's revels, and expire the term / Of a despised life closed in my breast / By some vile forfeit of untimely death."

"Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, / For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."

"If I profane with this unworthiest hand / This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: / My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand / To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss."

"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, / Which mannerly devolution shows in this;"

"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?

It is the East, and Juliet is the sun."

"O Romeo, O Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?"

"What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet."

"My life were better ended by their hate than death prorogued,

wanting of thy love."

"It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, too like the lightning,

which doth cease to be ere one can say "it lightens."

Who is speaking and what is the it?

"Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books,

But love from love, toward school with heavy looks."