Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck...
...making them women of good carriage!
- Here comes of the house of Capulet! - Quarrel, I will back thee.
Fain would I dwell on form...
Run free
If you be not of the house of Montevideo, come and crush a cup of wine.
Go to!
- The quarrel is between our masters. - And us their men!
Nay, he's a flower. In faith, a very flower...
Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
Thou's hear our counsel.
Not I. Not I, believe me.
Make a mutiny among my guests?
I will withdraw.
A thousand times the worse, to want thy light!
Dost thou not laugh?
Young hearts
- And what was yours? - That dreamers often lie.
Young hearts
Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me!
Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague?
I aim'd so near when I supposed you loved.
If you be not of the House of Montague, come and crush a cup of wine!
Speak briefly, could you like of Paris's love?
São incansáveis Minhas investidas
Romeo!
...and, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, and sleeps again.