Although the last, not least.

Why, then the world ’s mine oyster, Which I with sword will open.

Like as the waves make towards the pebbl'd shore, so do our minutes, hasten to their end.

And keep you in the rear of your affection, Out of the shot and danger of desire, The chariest maid is prodigal enough If she unmasks her beauty to the moon.

O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father refuse thy name, thou art thyself thou not a montegue, what is montegue? tis nor hand nor foot nor any other part belonging to a man What is in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, So Romeo would were he not Romeo called retain such dear perfection to which he owes without that title, Romeo, Doth thy name! And for that name which is no part of thee, take all thyself.

Thieves for their robbery have authority When judges steal themselves.

It is not, nor it cannot, come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.