Waste Not Thy Time In Windy Argument

You Have Her Father's Love, Demetrius; Let Me Have Hermia's: Do You Marry Him!

Thou Call'st Me Dog Before Thou Hadst A Cause, But Since I Am A Dog, Beware My Fangs.

Suffer Love; A Good Epithet! I Do Suffer Love, Indeed, For I Love Thee Against My Will.

For Mercutio's Soul Is But A Little Way Above Our Heads, Staying For Thine To Keep Him Company: Either Thou, Or I, Or Both, Must Go With Him.

... And Death Unloads Thee.