Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Romeo.
Deny thy father and refuse thy name.
...doth with their death bury their parents' strife.
...turning aside to the dew-dropping south.
...to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
...a pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
You are now a maid.
Speak again, bright angel.
...the gentle sin is this.
naughty piggy
This night you shall behold him at our feast.
Let two more summers wither in their pride ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
Tell me in sadness, who is it that you love?
Rebellious subjects...
...by her high forehead and her scarlet lip...
Dave!
Turn thee, Benvolio...
...fain, fain deny what I have spoke.
...lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
...the only son of your great enemy.
But soft!
...and the place death, considering who thou art.
If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine...
But new struck, coz.
A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit.
A dog of the house of Capulet moves me!
Get out!
But no more deep will I endart mine eye...
Juliet!
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast.
Cos I'm kissing you
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Right glad I am he was not at this fray.
Come forth!
Madam, I am here. What is your will?
...and I'll believe thee.
Julieta!
His name is Romeo, and he's a Montague...
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
Many a morning hath he there been seen...
Yoo-hoo!