Romeo and JulietJ. Pattie, 1839 Performed all over the world, and constantly adapted and reinterpreted in a variety of mediums, Shakespeare’s 1597 tale about the doomed “star-crossed lovers” from enemy families whose tumultuous affair ends in tragedy is one of his best known and most beloved plays. The story of the feuding Montague and Capulet families features the famous balcony scene where the lovers first realize their mutual affection, setting off a series of duels, secret plots, and misunderstandings that eventually leads to one of the most tragic death scenes in all of theater. |
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... sword . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio ; look upon thy death . Ben . I do but keep the peace ; put up thy sword ; or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb . ( c . ) What , drawn , and ...
... sword . Tyb . What , art thou drawn among these heartless hinds ? Turn thee , Benvolio ; look upon thy death . Ben . I do but keep the peace ; put up thy sword ; or manage it to part these men with me . Tyb . ( c . ) What , drawn , and ...
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... sword prepared ; Which , as he breathed defiance to my ears , He swung about his head , and cut the winds : While we were interchanging thrusts and blows , Came more and more , and fought on part and part , Till the Prince came . Mon. O ...
... sword prepared ; Which , as he breathed defiance to my ears , He swung about his head , and cut the winds : While we were interchanging thrusts and blows , Came more and more , and fought on part and part , Till the Prince came . Mon. O ...
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... swords ; look thou but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they saw thee here . By whose direction found'st thou out this place ? Rom . By love , who first did prompt me to en- quire ; He lent ...
... swords ; look thou but sweet , And I am proof against their enmity . Jul . I would not for the world they saw thee here . By whose direction found'st thou out this place ? Rom . By love , who first did prompt me to en- quire ; He lent ...
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... sword upon the table , and says , heav'n send me no need of thee and by the operation of a second cup , draws it on the drawer , when , indeed , there is no need . Ben . Am I like such a fellow ? Mer . Come , come , thou art as hot a ...
... sword upon the table , and says , heav'n send me no need of thee and by the operation of a second cup , draws it on the drawer , when , indeed , there is no need . Ben . Am I like such a fellow ? Mer . Come , come , thou art as hot a ...
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... sword . Ben . ( l. c . ) We talk here in the public haunt of men ; Either withdraw into some private place , Or reason coolly of your grievances , Or else depart ; here all eyes gaze on us . Mer . Men's eyes were made to look , and let ...
... sword . Ben . ( l. c . ) We talk here in the public haunt of men ; Either withdraw into some private place , Or reason coolly of your grievances , Or else depart ; here all eyes gaze on us . Mer . Men's eyes were made to look , and let ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Anon APOTHECARY art thou BALTHASAR banished BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO black hat CAPULET and NURSE Capulet's House Covent Garden Crosses dagger dead dear death doth dream Enter BENVOLIO Enter CAPULET Enter FRIAR LAURENCE Enter JULIET Enter LADY CAPULET Enter NURSE Enter ROMEO Exeunt CAPULET Exit eyes fair Farewell father flower gentleman give gone grief hand hate hath hear heart heaven hence holy iron crow lives look lord love's Madam Mantua marriage married Montague mother ne'er night NURSE L o'er open the monument Paris peace poison Prince quarrel R.
L. Cap Re-enter ROMEO and JULIET Room in Capulet's SCENE slain sorrow speak stay sweet sword tears tell Theatre Royal thou art thou hast Thou know'st thou shalt thou wilt Thursday thy lips to-morrow to-night Tybalt Verona villain weep wilt thou word
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Página 66 - O my love ! my wife ! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty : Thou art not conquer'd ; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
Página 24 - Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say ' Ay,' And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false : at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Página 14 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 14 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy ; Which is as thin of substance as the air ; And more inconstant than the wind...
Página 27 - For nought so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give...
Página 24 - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say 'It lightens.
Página 23 - With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; For stony limits cannot hold love out : And what love can do, that dares love attempt ; Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.
Página 22 - O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o'er my head, As is a winged messenger of heaven Unto the white-upturned wond'ring eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air.
Página 22 - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
Página 35 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume...