Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.
...a pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;
Turn thee, Benvolio...
...the only son of your great enemy.
Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Cos I'm kissing you
Juliet!
Romeo.
...turning aside to the dew-dropping south.
Madam, I am here. What is your will?
Julieta!
Dave!
Under love's heavy burden do I sink.
You are now a maid.
A dog of the house of Capulet moves me!
Right glad I am he was not at this fray.
But soft!
If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine...
Be not her maid, since she is envious.
But new struck, coz.
Speak again, bright angel.
...fain, fain deny what I have spoke.
...by her high forehead and her scarlet lip...
...the gentle sin is this.
...lest that thy love prove likewise variable.
...and I'll believe thee.
This night I hold an old accustom'd feast.
Rebellious subjects...
...doth with their death bury their parents' strife.
Let two more summers wither in their pride ere we may think her ripe to be a bride.
But no more deep will I endart mine eye...
...and the place death, considering who thou art.
Many a morning hath he there been seen...
naughty piggy
This night you shall behold him at our feast.
A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit.
Come forth!
His name is Romeo, and he's a Montague...
Yoo-hoo!
Tell me in sadness, who is it that you love?
...to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.