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Verona.

In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, . . . (Prologue 2)


Buckler.

Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers . . . (1.1.1, s.d.)


Stockfish ("poor John").

Gregory: 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor-John. Draw thy tool! here comes two of the house of the Montagues. (1.1.30-32)

Bills and Partisans.

Citizens: Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down!(1.1.73)

"grove of sycamore"

Benvolio:  A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad;
Where, underneath the grove of sycamore
That westward rooteth from the city's side,
So early walking did I see your son     (1.1.120-123)

"the bud bit with an envious worm"

"Is to himself--I will not say how true--
But to himself so secret and so close,
So far from sounding and discovery,
As is the bud bit with an envious worm,
Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air

Plantain Leaf.

Romeo: Your plantain-leaf is excellent for that (1.2.51)

Cupid.

Benvolio: We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf (1.4.5)

Dovecote ("dove-house").

Nurse: For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,
Sitting in the sun under the dove-house wall;
My lord and you were then at Mantua . . . .(1.3.24-26)

Marzipan ("marchpane").

Good thou, save me a piece of marchpane . . . (1.5.7-8)

Holy Shrine.

If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. (1.5.93-96)

Juliet on the Balcony.

Romeo: See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! (2.2.23)

Glorious.

Romeo: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head
As is a winged messenger of heaven . . . . (2.2.26-29)

Peter, the Nurse, and Juliet.

Nurse: I am a-weary, give me leave awhile:
Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunce have I had! (2.5.25-26)

Friar Laurence, Nurse, and Romeo.

Nurse: O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar,
Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo?
Friar Laurence:  There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. (3.3.81-83)

Juliet, Romeo, and Friar Laurence.

Come, come with me, and we will make short work;
For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone
Till holy church incorporate two in one. (2.6.35-37)

Romeo Departs at Dawn.

Romeo: Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend. (3.5.42)

Juliet's Apparent Death.

Paris: Have I thought long to see this morning's face,
And doth it give me such a sight as this? (4.5.41-42)

Mattock and Crowbar.

Romeo: Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron. (5.3.22)

Lantern.

Romeo: A grave? O no! a lantern, slaughter'd youth,
For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes
This vault a feasting presence full of light (5.3.84-86)

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