Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I gave thee mine before thou didst request it!
By giving liberty unto thine eyes. Examine other beauties.
...should without eyes see pathways to his will.
O that she knew she were.
- No better? - Uh... uh...
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet.
Come, go with me.
A right good marksman! And she's fair I love.
- I dreamt a dream tonight. - And so did I.
You have dancing shoes with nimble soles. I have a soul of lead.
What's Montague?
I am a pretty piece of flesh!
O swear not by the moon...
True.
In bed asleep, while they do dream things true.
Three words, dear Romeo, and good night indeed.
If that thy bent of love be honourable, thy purpose marriage...
Why, how now, kinsman! Wherefore storm you so?
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon...
...but to rejoice in splendour of mine own.
Good night. Good night.
...send me word tomorrow, by one that I'll procure to come to thee...
Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste?
Dares that slave come hither to fleer and scorn at our solemnity?
Go forth! I will back thee!
ugh!
Grr!
She speaks.
In sadness, cousin, I do love a woman.
Amore! Amore!
Like Rosaline and thee
But thou love me...
...from those bloody hands throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground!
It is the east...
... from ancient grudge break to new mutiny...
Oh!
If my heart's...
Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
Nurse, where's my daughter? Call her forth to me.
...for that which thou hast heard me speak tonight.
... in fair Verona, where we lay our scene...