Across
- 2. "Quarrel, sir? No, sir."
- 4. "I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault, and presently took post to tell it to you."
- 7. "That whiles Verona by that name is known, there shall no figure at such rate be set, as that of true and faithful Juliet."
- 10. "O! Where is Romeo? Saw you him to-day? Right glad I am he was not at this fray."
- 11. "If ever you disturb our streets again, your lives shall pay forfeit of the peace."
- 12. "I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list."
- 13. "O! I cry you mercy! You are the singer: I will say for you. It is 'music with her silver sound,' because musicians have no gold for sounding."
- 14. "O! That I were a glove upon that hand, that I might touch that cheek!"
- 15. "An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should but the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter."
- 16. "O child! O child! My soul, and not my child! Dead art thou! Alack! My child is dead; and with my child my joys are buried!"
Down
- 1. "No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir; but I bite my thumb, sir."
- 3. "So smile the heavens upon this holy act, that after-hours with sorrow chide us not."
- 5. "Now, afore God, I am so vexed that every part about me quivers. Scurvy knave!"
- 6. "What's in a name? That which we call a rose, by any other word would smell as sweet."
- 7. "Any man, that can write, may answer a letter."
- 8. "Uncle this is a Montague, our foe; a villain, that is hither come in spite, to scorn at our solemnity this night."
- 9. "A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword?"
- 17. "Thou wrong's it more than tears, with that report. Thy face is mine, and thou hast slandered it."
