Violence

• civil blood makes civil hands unclean - prologue
• my naked weapon is out - Gregory A1S1
• part fools!...you know not what you do! - Benvolio A1S1
• very butcher of a silk button, a duellist - Mercutio A2S4
• by some vile forfeit of untimely death - Romeo A1S4
• now seeming sweet, convert to bitterest gall - Tybalt A1S5
• these violent delights have violent ends - Friar L A2S6
• these hot days, is the mad blood stirring - Benvolio A3S1
• boy, this shall not excuse the injuries that thou hast done me - Tybalt A3S1
• Ay, ay, a scratch a scratch - Mercutio A3S1
• mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill - Prince A3S1
• well, we were born to die - Nurse A3S4
• come, death and welcome! Juliet wills it so- - Romeo A3S5
• I will drag thee on a hurdle thither - Lord C A3S5
• Hang thee, young baggage! - Lord C A3S5
• If all else fail, I myself have power to die - Juliet A3S5
• with this knife I'll help it presently - Juliet A4S1
• As with a club, dash out my desperate brains? -Juliet A4S3
• Death is my son in law. Death is my heir - Lord C A4S5
• Obey and go with me, for thou must die - Paris A5S3
• Thus with a kiss I die -Romeo A5S3
• O happy dagger! - Juliet A5S3
• to strike him dead, I hold it not a sin - Tybalt A1S5