‘What art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?’ - A1S1
‘Peace! I hate the word, as I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: Have at thee coward!’ A1S1
‘This, by his voice should be a Montague. Fetch me my rapier boy’. A1S5
‘A Montague, our foe: A villain that is hither come in spite, to scorn at our solemnity this night’ A1S5
‘Now by the stock and honour of my kin, to strike him dead I hold it not a sin’ A1S5
‘You’ll make a mutiny among my guests! You will set cock-a-hoop! You’ll be the man!’ A1S5
‘I will withdraw but this intrusion shall, now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall’ A1S5
‘Mercutio, thou consort’s with Romeo’
‘Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me, therefore turn and draw’ A3S1