Shakespeare Characters by Quotes

For each line, name the Shakespeare character who speaks it.

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Quote	Character
A plague a' both your houses!	Mercutio
But screw your courage to the sticking place/And we'll not fail	Lady Macbeth
But soft, what light through yonder window breaks?	Romeo
Cowards die many times before their deaths/The valiant never taste of death but once	Julius Caesar
Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war	Marcus Antonius
Good night sweet prince/And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!	Horatio
How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is/To have a thankless child!	King Lear
If you prick us, do we not bleed?	Shylock
It is a tale/Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury/Signifying nothing	Macbeth
Let's kill him boldly, but not wrathfully/Let's carve him as a dish fit for the gods	Brutus
Lord, what fools these mortals be!	Puck

Quote	Character
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below/Words without thoughts never to heaven go	King Claudius
Now is the winter of our discontent/Made glorious summer by this son of York	Richard III
O, beware, my lord, of jealousy/It is the green-ey'd monster	Iago
O, I am slain!	Polonius
Once more unto the breach, dear friends	Henry V
Perdition catch my soul/But I do love thee! and when I love thee not/Chaos is come again	Othello
The better part of valor is discretion	Falstaff
The lady doth protest too much, methinks	Queen Gertrude
The play's the thing/Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king	Hamlet
We are such stuff/As dreams are made on	Prospero
What's in a name? That which we call a rose/By any other word would smell as sweet	Juliet