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ancient art thou banished bear beauty better breath Capulet character comes common dead dear death doth ears earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith Farewell father fear flower Friar give gone grave grief hand hath hear heart Heaven hence hold holy hour I'll Juliet keep Lady leave light live look lord lovers Madam married master means Mercutio Montague nature never night Nurse old copies Paris play Poet's poor Prince quarto Romeo ROMEO AND JULIET SCENE seems sense Serv Servant Shakespeare shows sleep sound speak stand stay sweet tears tell term thee thing thou art thou hast thought true Tybalt Verona Watch wife wilt young youth
Page 255 - Rom. He jests at scars, that never felt a wound. — (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: Be not her maid,
Page 247 - And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; O'er courtiers' knees, that dream on curtsies straight; O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream, — O'er lawyer's fingers, who straight dream on fees; Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,
Page 258 - Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. Rom. If my heart's dear love — Jul. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvis'd, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say It lightens.' 1
Page 256 - What's Montague ? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name I What's in a name ? that which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet: So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes,
Page 261 - but for some, and yet all different. ;"/ O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies ' In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities! For nought so vile that on the Earth doth live, Nor aught so good, but, strain'd from that fair use, But to the Earth some special good doth give;
Page 244 - within to hide: /That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, (That in gold clasps locks in the golden story; So shall you share all that he doth possess, . By having him, making yourself no less. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love ? 1 Jul. I'll look to like, if looking liking move:
Page 246 - tis no wit to go. Mer. Why, may one ask ? Rom. I dreamt a dream to-night. Mer. And so did I. Rom. Well, what was yours ? Mer. That dreamers often lie. Mer. 0, then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you. She is the fairies
Page 267 - and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month. Nurse. An 'a speak any thing against me, I'll take him down, an 'a were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills;
Page 261 - cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them still In man as well as herbs, — Grace and rude Will; And, where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Enter ROMEO. Rom. Good morrow, Father! Fri.