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SHAKESPEARE. THE EDITION DE LUXE with the 824 Illustrations by Sir JOHN GILBERT, R.A. Printed from the Original Woodblocks on real China paper, and mounted in the text; with a new Portrait drawn by Sir JOHN GILBERT expressly for this edition. Edited by HOWARD STAUNTON. Complete in 15 volumes, royal 8vo.
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QUOTATIONS FROM SHAKESPEARE.
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By EDMUND ROUTLEDGE.
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SAM. I strike quickly, being moved. GRE. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. SAM. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. GRE. To move, is-to stir; and to be valiant, isto stand: therefore, if thou art moved, thou run'st away. SAM. A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's. GRE. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes to the wall.
SAM. True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall:-therefore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his
maids to the wall.
GRE. The quarrel is between our masters, and us
SAM. "Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids; I will cut off their heads.
GRE. The heads of the maids?
SAM. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads; take it in what sense thou wilt.
Doth, with their death, bury their parents' strife.
SCENE I.-A Public Place.
GRE. They must take it in sense, that feel it. SAM. Me they shall feel, while I am able to stand: and, 'tis known, I am a pretty piece of flesh.
GRE. 'Tis well, thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool; here comes of the house of the Montagues.
Enter ABRAM and another Servant of MONTAGUE. SAM. My naked weapon is out; quarrel, I will back thee.
GRE. How? turn thy back, and run?
GRE. No, marry; I fear thee!
SAM. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin.
GRE. I will frown, as I pass by; and let them take it as they list.
SAM. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. ABR. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? SAM. I do bite my thumb, sir. ABR. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? SAM. Is the law of our side, if I say-ay? [Aside to GREGORY.
but I bite my thumb, sir. SAM. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir;
GRE. Do you quarrel, sir?
TYB. What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?
Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death.
BEN. I do but keep the peace; put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me.
TYB. What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word,
As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: Have at thee, coward! [They fight. Enter several Followers of both Houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs.