Hailee Steinfeld: Juliet

Romeo & Juliet

Juliet

Romeo: If I profane with my unworthiest hand, This holy shrine: my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand, to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
Juliet: Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much. Which mannerly devotion shows in this, for saints have hands do touch. Palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
Romeo: Have not saints lips and holy palmers too?
Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
Romeo: O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Juliet: But, Saints do not move their palms for prayers' sake.
Romeo: Then move not. While my prayer's effect I take.
[kiss]
Romeo: Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.
Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
Romeo: Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
[kiss]

Juliet: Who is that gentleman going through the door?
Nurse: His name is Romeo - and a Montague. The only son of your great enemy.
Juliet: My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown and known too late!

Juliet: 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; You'd be yourself, if you were not called Montague. What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. So Romeo would.

Juliet: Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night, Give me my Romeo. And, when he shall die, take him and cut him out in little stars. He will make the face of heaven so fine - that all the world will be in love with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

Romeo: Lady, by yonder moon, I swear, that tips with silver all the fruit-tree tops...
Juliet: O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, that monthly changes in his circled orb, Lest that your love prove likewise variable.
Romeo: What shall I swear by?
Juliet: Do not swear at all. Listen hard, are we too rash, too unadvised, too quick?
Romeo: No. For this bud of love, by summer's breath, will prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. I promise.

Nurse: I'm so weary. Let me rest awhile. O, my bones ache! After the day I had!
Juliet: I would exchange my bones for all your news. Please, speak, I pray you! Dear sweet Nurse, do tell!
Nurse: What's the rush? A minutes patience, please! Can you not see I'm out of breath?
Juliet: How are you out of breath, when you have breath to say to me that you are out of breath?

Juliet: Must you be gone? It's not really the dawn. You heard the nightingale and not a lark, I promise. She sings each night sitting in yonder tree. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Romeo: It was the lark, the herald of the morn. No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Juliet: I do not think the light is daylight yet.
[they kiss]
Romeo: I am content, if you would have it so. I have more heart to stay, than will to go. Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. I will lie with you and say it is not day.
Juliet: [hears birds chirping] It is, it is! Go, now. Be gone, away! It is the lark that sings so out of tune, of horrid discords and unpleasant sharps. O, hurry now! More light and light it grows.
Romeo: More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!

Lady Capulet: Can you love the man?
Juliet: I hardly know him.
Lady Capulet: Then learn to know him at the feast tonight. Seek how you feel. Study his eyes and read the message there. See - if you can be happy with him.

Juliet: Romeo, cast off thy name and, for that name which is no part of you, take all of me!

Juliet: Why have you come? This place death if any of my kinsmen find thee here.
Romeo: With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls. For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do that dares love attempt; therefore, thy kinsmen are no stop to me.

Juliet: Go and Good night! And let sweet rest come to you heart and mine within my breast!
Romeo: O, will you leave me so unsatisfied?
Juliet: What satisfaction will you have to-night?
Romeo: The exchange of your love's faithful for a vow for mine.
Juliet: I gave you mine before you didst request it.

Juliet: I have forgotten why I called you back.
Romeo: Let me stand here till you remember it.
Juliet: I shall forget, to have thee still stand - remembering how I love thy company.
Romeo: And I'll still stay, to have thee still forget, forgetting any other home but this.
Juliet: Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow - that is to say good night till it be morrow.
Romeo: Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast!

Juliet: If God would only free me of foreboding. I think I see you, there you are below, As still and pale as dead men are in tombs.
Romeo: So, are you dim, love, in dawn's drab light. All worries make us pale. So, adieu.

Juliet: [to her mother, re arranged marriage] What is the rush? I pray you, tell my Lord, I will not marry yet. And when I do, I swear it will be Romeo whom I hate, rather than Paris whom I despise!