Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do not swear. Although I joy in thee, I have no joy in this contract tonight.
...for stony limits cannot hold love out...
Juliet!
O heavy lightness, serious vanity!
Madam, the guests are come.
...who is already sick and pale with grief...
Too great oppression for a tender thing.
And for ever
...direct my sail!
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much...
...and then dreams he of cutting foreign throats;
Soft, I will go along. And if you leave me so, you do me wrong.
O anything of nothing first create!
And in this state she gallops night by night through lovers' brains...
Oh
...on the forefinger of an alderman...
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
...is now the two hours' traffic of our stage.
I won't stand him coming here!
Is love a tender thing? It is too rough...
Cos I'm kissing you
...Iove;
...and then they dream of...
May I go to the bathroom? Really?
You count up the years
- Romeo is it? - 'Tis he.
This wind you talk of blows us from ourselves!
goodnight aunty eiunty. goodnight eiunty dear.
HOOLIET!!
Away, be gone. The sport is at its best.
Away from light steals home my heavy son...
...and all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay...
The aching
...by her fine foot, straight leg, and quivering thigh!
By the hour of nine.
O gentle Romeo, if thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.