Oh that Iwere aglove uponthat handJuliet runsto thedoor awayI haveforgot whyI did callthee backMadam!That which wecall a rose byany othername wouldsmell as sweetFairMontagueCall me butlove and I’llbe newbaptizedWith love’slight wingsdid Io’erperchthese wallsIf thy bent oflove behonorable,thy purposemarriageTis twentyyears tilthenI am afearedbeing innight, all thisis but adreamRomeoclimbs thebalconyI amtooboldThat monthlychanges inher circledorbDostthou loveme?Theexchange ofthy love’sfaithful vowfor mineDearsaintWhereforeart thouRomeo?Two of thefairest starsin all theheavensForgettingany otherhome bythisTis but thyname thatis myenemyRomeoducksbehind thebushesJuliet iscalledawayThis bud oflove bysummer’sripeningbreathShe speaks,and yet shesays nothingMy bounty isas boundlessas the sea,my love asdeepIf thou meanestnot well…ceasethy suit andleave me to mygriefMyladyJuliet thinksRomeo ismoving toofastThey can’tlet go ofeach other’shandsLet me standhere til thourememberestAthousandtimesgoodnight!God ofmyidolatryThesunrisesMy ears havenot yet drunk100 words ofthat tongue’sutteranceAt lovers’perjuriesthey sayJove laughsOh that Iwere aglove uponthat handJuliet runsto thedoor awayI haveforgot whyI did callthee backMadam!That which wecall a rose byany othername wouldsmell as sweetFairMontagueCall me butlove and I’llbe newbaptizedWith love’slight wingsdid Io’erperchthese wallsIf thy bent oflove behonorable,thy purposemarriageTis twentyyears tilthenI am afearedbeing innight, all thisis but adreamRomeoclimbs thebalconyI amtooboldThat monthlychanges inher circledorbDostthou loveme?Theexchange ofthy love’sfaithful vowfor mineDearsaintWhereforeart thouRomeo?Two of thefairest starsin all theheavensForgettingany otherhome bythisTis but thyname thatis myenemyRomeoducksbehind thebushesJuliet iscalledawayThis bud oflove bysummer’sripeningbreathShe speaks,and yet shesays nothingMy bounty isas boundlessas the sea,my love asdeepIf thou meanestnot well…ceasethy suit andleave me to mygriefMyladyJuliet thinksRomeo ismoving toofastThey can’tlet go ofeach other’shandsLet me standhere til thourememberestAthousandtimesgoodnight!God ofmyidolatryThesunrisesMy ears havenot yet drunk100 words ofthat tongue’sutteranceAt lovers’perjuriesthey sayJove laughs

Zeffirelli's Balcony Scene - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. Oh that I were a glove upon that hand
  2. Juliet runs to the door away
  3. I have forgot why I did call thee back
  4. Madam!
  5. That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet
  6. Fair Montague
  7. Call me but love and I’ll be new baptized
  8. With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
  9. If thy bent of love be honorable, thy purpose marriage
  10. Tis twenty years til then
  11. I am afeared being in night, all this is but a dream
  12. Romeo climbs the balcony
  13. I am too bold
  14. That monthly changes in her circled orb
  15. Dost thou love me?
  16. The exchange of thy love’s faithful vow for mine
  17. Dear saint
  18. Wherefore art thou Romeo?
  19. Two of the fairest stars in all the heavens
  20. Forgetting any other home by this
  21. Tis but thy name that is my enemy
  22. Romeo ducks behind the bushes
  23. Juliet is called away
  24. This bud of love by summer’s ripening breath
  25. She speaks, and yet she says nothing
  26. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep
  27. If thou meanest not well…cease thy suit and leave me to my grief
  28. My lady
  29. Juliet thinks Romeo is moving too fast
  30. They can’t let go of each other’s hands
  31. Let me stand here til thou rememberest
  32. A thousand times goodnight!
  33. God of my idolatry
  34. The sun rises
  35. My ears have not yet drunk 100 words of that tongue’s utterance
  36. At lovers’ perjuries they say Jove laughs