Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much. O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? By heaven, I love thee better than myself; Stay not, be gone; live, and hereafter say. O fortune, fortune! And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks: To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; And she as much in love, her means much less, But passion lends them power, time means, to meet. And the demesnes that there adjacent lie. Sweet, good night! Who here hath lain these two days buried. Here comes the furious Tybalt back again. And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:--. In bed asleep, while they do dream things true. To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in. O child! I say, he shall: go to; You'll not endure him! True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push, Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids. That is renown'd for faith? come, what says Romeo? Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love. That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night So stumblest on my counsel? Farewell, farewell! Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts. wilt thou slay thyself? With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew. Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die. forswear it, sight! In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. Romeo, arise; Thou wilt be taken. Pray you, sir, a word: and as I told you, my young lady bade me inquire you. Just because the parents fight it … To hear true shrift. Come to thy heart as that within my breast! The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo. As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. For it excels your first: or if it did not. It best agrees with night. O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees. What say you, James Soundpost? Rhetorically, Shakespeare is using parallel repetition and alliteration to reinforce Romeo's emotion. she that makes dainty. Answer. Therefore be patient, take no note of him: It is my will, the which if thou respect. what news? And why, my lady wisdom? Shakespeare Uncovered combines history, biography, iconic performances, new analysis, and the personal passions of its celebrated hosts to tell the stories behind the stories of Shakespeare’s greatest plays. And see how he will take it at your hands. That I will show you shining at this feast. Thus then in brief: The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. Light to my chamber, ho! O, let us hence; I stand on sudden haste. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I, have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the. and, swifter than. Now, nurse, what news? But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled. What storm is this that blows so contrary? 'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here, Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dog, More honourable state, more courtship lives, In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize, On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand. And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit. Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie. God knows when we shall meet again. Is this the poultice for my aching bones? Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light, And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels. But to his foe supposed he must complain. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon. Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing. Now is he for the numbers, that Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his lady was but a, kitchen-wench; marry, she had a better love to. What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend. What, ho! whence come you? MY SHAKESPEARE YOU WOULD PLAY UPONE ME; YOU WOULD SEEM TO KNOW MY STOPS; ... 23/12/2010. Read every line of Shakespeare’s original text alongside a modern English translation. Nor what is mine shall never do thee good: Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn. I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray. What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! This is a short summary of Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare. So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. My true love's passion: therefore pardon me. Why the devil came you between us? that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. Thou know'st my lodging: get me ink and paper. And may not wear them. Nurse, will you go with me into my closet. Let me see the county; Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither. my soul, and not my child! Where is my page? Soon sleep in quiet. My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow. Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain, Why art thou yet so fair? From this world-wearied flesh. O love! no, not he; though his, face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels. Thou shalt be logger-head. Rather than Paris. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender, Of my child's love: I think she will be ruled. To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead: Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault. Let me peruse this face. Send for the county; go tell him of this: I'll have this knot knit up to-morrow morning. But one, poor one, one poor and loving child. Here comes your father; tell him so yourself. Sin from thy lips? And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true. This wind, you talk of, blows us from ourselves; Supper is done, and we shall come too late. what, dost thou make us minstrels? Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night. Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is. Stay, then; I'll go alone. that's the dog's name; R is for, the--No; I know it begins with some other, letter:--and she hath the prettiest sententious of, it, of you and rosemary, that it would do you good. And in my temper soften'd valour's steel! Benvolio and Mercutio try to find Romeo, believing that he is still in love with Rosaline. Romeo, good night. a madness most discreet. [Within] Let me come in, and you shall know. Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her: But look thou stay not till the watch be set, Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time. Ay me! Complete online study guide to Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. And bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs. Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. What, man! famine is in thy cheeks. ha, ha! I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. Jesu, what haste? We shall be much unfurnished for this time. That in gold clasps locks in the golden story; So shall you share all that he doth possess. court-cupboard, look to the plate. Peace, ho, for shame! What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus? Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: Hath thwarted our intents. and, by my holidame, The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.'. Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes. To lie discolour'd by this place of peace? A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone; 'Yea,' quoth my husband,'fall'st upon thy face? [A lane by the wall of Capulet's orchard. Go hence; good night; and here stands all your state: Or by the break of day disguised from hence: Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man. Be sacrificed, some hour before his time. Fall in love with Shakespeare’s timeless story of love, vengeance and tragedy - Romeo & Juliet - in full multi-media magnificence from the comfort of your iPad. Came I to take her from her kindred's vault; But when I came, some minute ere the time. I come, anon.--But if thou mean'st not well. Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day! Sweet Montague, be true. May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. As with a club, dash out my desperate brains? Shake quoth the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow. Juliet asked the Nurse who the young man was that she kissed was. To see, now, how a jest shall come about! Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain; Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins. I will go call the watch. And doth it give me such a sight as this? But let them measure us by what they will; We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. Then have my lips the sin that they have took. A new, exciting, multimedia approach to learning and teaching Shakespeare’s plays - Shakespeare In Bits brings The Bard’s most popular plays to life through magnificently animated re-enactment, full audio … And it mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom! For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined. Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn. What, not a word? Where I may read who pass'd that passing fair? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon. why, then, I thank you all. Receive in either by this dear encounter. So early waking, what with loathsome smells. I bade her come. Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man. Affection makes him false; he speaks not true: Some twenty of them fought in this black strife. By her high forehead and her scarlet lip, By her fine foot, straight leg and quivering thigh. And finding him, the searchers of the town. Here lives a caitiff wretch would sell it him.'. Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night; Grief of my son's exile hath stopp'd her breath: What further woe conspires against mine age? O God! Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st, When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend, Was ever book containing such vile matter, So fairly bound? I'll make you quiet. Give me the light: upon thy life, I charge thee. Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse. Her nurse is privy: and, if aught in this. Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? My world civilization teacher had my class read Romeo and Juliet when I was fifteen years old. To follow this fair corse unto her grave: The heavens do lour upon you for some ill; Move them no more by crossing their high will. I'll go along, no such sight to be shown. Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as, any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as, Nay, an there were two such, we should have none. Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment. That one short minute gives me in her sight: Do thou but close our hands with holy words. This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end. Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease, Heart's, ease:' O, an you will have me live, play 'Heart's ease. Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large. But, as it seems, did violence on herself. You will set cock-a-hoop! Be fickle, fortune; For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long. That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds. a conduit, girl? With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold. Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit; Wilt thou not, Jule?' Upon a rapier's point: stay, Tybalt, stay! But love thee better than thou canst devise. She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that? Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light. Who's there? Out, you green-sickness carrion! Such as would please: 'tis gone, 'tis gone, 'tis gone: You are welcome, gentlemen! Be patient, for the world is broad and wide. Will they not hear? 'Your love says, like an honest gentleman. Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes: This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs. it is nor hand, nor foot. Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by. What, have you dined at home? well, she shall be there. If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won. Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? What's Montague? Where's this girl? 35 GREGORY I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list. Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe. fast, I warrant her, she: Why, lamb! Herself poised with herself in either eye: But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd. young men's love then lies. No Fear Shakespeare – Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) -3- Original Text Modern Text them start something. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; And now falls on her bed; and then starts up. O happy dagger! I say 'silver sound,' because musicians sound for silver. To turn your households' rancour to pure love. That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love? You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they, Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his, own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his. The tears have got small victory by that; For it was bad enough before their spite. He hides and recognizes it as the man who killed Tybalt: Romeo. Of some strange nature, letting it there stand. I pray thee, leave me to my self to-night. Thy drugs are quick. quoth he; And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.'. God mark thee to his grace! now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art. Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. O trespass sweetly urged! Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out. Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife. O, he is, the courageous captain of compliments. Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye. strike! all men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and a body, though they be not to be talked on, yet they are. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man: Father, what news? ladies that have their toes. And thou must stand by. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well. a very tall man! Summary of Romeo and Juliet . Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love? Is she not proud? Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin. Be plain, good son, and homely in thy drift; Riddling confession finds but riddling shrift. I must needs wake her. Remnants of packthread and old cakes of roses. The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry. Madam, your mother craves a word with you. As he was coming from this churchyard side. What fray was here? love's heralds should be thoughts. Come, he hath hid himself among these trees. Be heap'd like mine and that thy skill be more, To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath, This neighbour air, and let rich music's tongue. When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid! what, Paris too? Here is a friar, and slaughter'd Romeo's man; O heavens! give this ring to my true knight. I must indeed; and therefore came I hither. And lead you even to death: meantime forbear, Yet most suspected, as the time and place. give me some aqua vitae: These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Nay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower. disobedient wretch! Where shall we dine? that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. O loving hate! No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries. Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee. Some consequence yet hanging in the stars, With this night's revels and expire the term. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. I beseech thee, youth. O, tell not me of fear! Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the, 'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of the, One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself to, By my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,', quoth a'? II,2,900. Dry sorrow drinks our blood. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast. why call you for a sword? Who is't that calls? do you like this haste? Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. What's he that follows there, that would not dance? Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd. Being spoke behind your back, than to your face. To avoid this marriage, Juliet takes a potion, given her by the friar, that makes her appear dead. Give me that mattock and the wrenching iron. Which with sweet water nightly I will dew. Ah, word ill urged to one that is so ill! Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while. And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next--. What counterfeit did I give you? Away from the light steals home my heavy son, Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out. That you shall rest but little. Well, I will walk myself. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended. Why, is not this a lamentable thing, grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted with, these strange flies, these fashion-mongers, these. I anger her, sometimes and tell her that Paris is the properer, man; but, I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks, as pale as any clout in the versal world. A right good mark-man! Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye. Her wagon-spokes made of long spiders' legs. Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep! I will dry-beat you, with an iron wit, and put up my iron dagger. a braggart, a, rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of, arithmetic! I will be brief, for my short date of breath. Amazon.com: My Shakespeare - Romeo & Juliet for a New Generation, with Baz Luhrmann: Bindu De Stoppani, Lennie James, Paterson Joseph, Baz Luhrmann, Jonathan Taylor, Michael Waldman, Frank Burgess, Ashley Gething, Elisabeth Murdoch, Michael Waldman, Paul Hamann: Movies & TV To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back, With twenty hundred thousand times more joy. Hear me with patience but to speak a word. I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear. Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods: Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks. And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. In this death-filled setting, the movement from love at first sight to the lovers’ final union in death seems almost inevitable.