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Page 117
O any thing , of nothing first created ! O heavy lightness ! serious vanity ! Mis - shapen chaos of well - seeming forms ! Feather of lead , bright smoke , cold fire , sick health ! Still - waking sleep , that is not what it is !
O any thing , of nothing first created ! O heavy lightness ! serious vanity ! Mis - shapen chaos of well - seeming forms ! Feather of lead , bright smoke , cold fire , sick health ! Still - waking sleep , that is not what it is !
Page 128
And , being thus frighted , swears a prayer or two , And sleeps again . This is that very Mab , That plats the manes of horses in the night ; And bakes the elf - locks in foul sluttish hairs , Which , once untangled , much misfortune ...
And , being thus frighted , swears a prayer or two , And sleeps again . This is that very Mab , That plats the manes of horses in the night ; And bakes the elf - locks in foul sluttish hairs , Which , once untangled , much misfortune ...
Page 135
This field - bed is too cold for me to sleep . Come , shall we go ? Ben . Go , then ; for ' t is in vain To seek him here , that means pot to be found . [ Eweunt . SCENE II . CAPULET's Garden . - : Enter ROMBO . Rom .
This field - bed is too cold for me to sleep . Come , shall we go ? Ben . Go , then ; for ' t is in vain To seek him here , that means pot to be found . [ Eweunt . SCENE II . CAPULET's Garden . - : Enter ROMBO . Rom .
Page 140
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes , peace in thy breast ! Would I were sleep and peace , so sweet to rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave , and my good hap to tell . [ Excit . 7 } SCENE III .
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes , peace in thy breast ! Would I were sleep and peace , so sweet to rest ! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell ; His help to crave , and my good hap to tell . [ Excit . 7 } SCENE III .
Page 142
Young son , it argues a distemper'd head , So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed : Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye , And where care lodges , sleep will never lie ; But where unbruised youth , with unstuff'd brain ...
Young son , it argues a distemper'd head , So soon to bid good morrow to thy bed : Care keeps his watch in every old man's eye , And where care lodges , sleep will never lie ; But where unbruised youth , with unstuff'd brain ...
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art thou banished bear BENVOLIO blood breath CAPULET cell child comes cousin daughter dead dear death dost doth early ears earth Enter Exeunt Exit eyes face fair faith fall Farewell father fear flower follow friar give gone grave hand hate hath head hear heart heaven hence Hold holy hour I'll Juliet keep lady leave letter lies light lips live look lord Madam maid married mean Mercutio Montague mother move never night Nurse Paris peace poor pray Prince rest Romeo SCENE Serv slain sleep soul sound speak stand stay sweet tears tell thee thing thou art thou hast thou wilt true turn Tybalt villain Watch weep wife young