Ah, what an unkind hour, I hear some noise.Lady, come from that nest. Will they not hear?What ho! Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks; Theyll be in scarlet straight at any news. Ill look to like, if looking liking move. eye or so, but not to the purpose.Signior Romeo, . But I am sent to find those persons whose names, are here writ, and can never find what names the. I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam, I will not marry yet, and when I do I swear. Whence come you? O love! Thursday is near. I have forgot that name and that names woe. Killing that love which thou hast vowed to cherish; Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love. Well, get you gone. Romeo and Juliet Shakespeare homepage| Romeo and Juliet| Entire play ACT I PROLOGUE Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. Ill go and chat with Paris. In fair Verona, where we lay our scene. But shes best married that dies married young. Right now we have Angie at the entrance of the house, ready to show us everything! Farewell. Juliet!Fast, I warrant, Why, love, I say! Romeo and Julie is a modern English play script with several hilarious scenes and some quotes from Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. extremity. Can you love the gentleman? Their deaths appear finally to end the feud. Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him. Let wantons light of heart. So early waking, what with loathsome smells. Romeo and Juliet Part 1 (5 pages) Script in modern English for ESL students (except the prologue Ive changed it all for lower . Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. Anon, good nurse.Sweet Montague, be true. Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. This days black fate on more days doth depend. And, for thy name, which is no part of thee. Again the Choruss speech is in the form of a sonnet. double-d slice of poontang. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. I am the youngest of that name, for, Yea, is the worst well? Thou villain Capulet!Hold me not; let me go. Her impatience grows when the Nurse, having returned, is slow to deliver. How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? Holding thy ear close to the hollow ground. You can get your own copy of this text to keep. Theres a fearful point. Go to. Heres drink. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? A street fight breaks out between the Montagues and the Capulets, which is broken up by the ruler of Verona,. As sweet repose and rest. Or, if thou thinkest I am too quickly won. Tis almost morning. And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me. When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it? Peered forth the golden window of the east. Dear love, adieu.. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps. And this distilling liquor drink thou off; When presently through all thy veins shall run. I will give, Then will I lay the serving-creatures dagger on, your pate. Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been, To have her matched. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit. A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day! Though his face be better than any mans, yet his leg, excels all mens, and for a hand and a foot and a, body, though they be not to be talked on, yet they. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in the streets. This love that thou hast shown. Stand an you be a man. Such as would please. is gonna have you whipped . O child! I would have made it, short, for I was come to the whole depth of my tale, and meant indeed to occupy the argument no, Good Peter, to hide her face, for her fans, Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of, One, gentlewoman, that God hath made, himself, By my troth, it is well said: for himself to, mar, quoth he? O, pale! Hath Death lain with thy wife. Verona. Come, civil night. Good morrow to you both. Sin from my lips? What ladys that which doth enrich the hand. God shall mend my soul. For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. Download it to get the same great text as on this site, or purchase a full copy to get the text, plus explanatory notes, illustrations, and more. What, mistress! Herself poised with herself in either eye; But in that crystal scales let there be weighed. That last is true. The precious treasure of his eyesight lost. To be a virtuous and well-governed youth. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much. Loves heralds should be thoughts. Not Romeo, Prince; he was Mercutios friend. Doth not rosemary and. Younger than you. Another thing to bear in mind as you read the Romeo and Juliet script are Shakespeare's stage directions, which are italicised. That which we call a rose. And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead, Who here hath lain this two days burid.. For saints have hands that pilgrims hands do touch. Came to this vault to die and lie with Juliet. The brightness of her cheek would shame those, As daylight doth a lamp; her eye in heaven, Would through the airy region stream so bright. Speak briefly. These happy masks that kiss fair ladies brows. No, no, this shall forbid it. Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare, unaltered text / play / script (non-illustrated) by William Shakespeare | Apr 1, 2011. Consort? And let the Nurse this night sit up with you, For I am sure you have your hands full all. My dreams presage some joyful news at hand. I will bite thee by the ear for that jest. For what purpose, love? Hast thou no letters to me from the Friar? Strike! Romeo and Juliet fall in love and kiss. Take thou that. Tell him so yourself. 99 $3.00 $3.00. The Folger Shakespeare is moving! And, but thou love me, let them find me here. A churchyard; in it a tomb belonging to the Capulets. We see the ground whereon these woes do lie, But the true ground of all these piteous woes. (from Romeo and Juliet, spoken by Juliet) O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Ah, my back, my back! Vile earth to earth resign; end motion here. My love as deep. In the tomb, Romeo kills himself. Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool, Shake, quoth the dovehouse. That ever I should live to see thee dead! A street. Have lost a brace of kinsmen. Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb. Why music with her silver. Friar John, go hence. Culling of simples. Pardon, I beseech you. Shes dead, deceased. And, where care lodges, sleep will never lie; But where unbruisd youth with unstuffed brain, Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep doth. Thou knowest my lodging. Lady Capulet informs Juliet of Pariss marriage proposal and praises him extravagantly. Very well took, i, If you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with, No hare, sir, unless a hare, sir, in a Lenten. Am I come near you. Tis all one. such jacks. And if we meet we shall not scape a brawl. He came with flowers to strew his ladys grave. O serpent heart hid with a flowring face! Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interred. And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit, As maids call medlars when they laugh alone.. Hath Romeo slain himself? I gave thee mine before thou didst request it. But with a rearward following Tybalts death. Ill not be forsworn. Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. On Thursday next be married to this County. Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs. This holy shrine, the gentle sin is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand. O, in this love you love your child so ill. That you run mad, seeing that she is well. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. Of all the days of the year, upon that day. 3. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give. Romeo and Juliet (Webster's Ukrainian (Cyrillic Script) Thesaurus Edition) Then banishd, Is death mistermed. Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. That you shall rest but little.God forgive me. Well, thou hast comforted me marvelous much. Be brisk awhile, and the longer liver, Welcome, gentlemen. Marry, go before to field, hell be your follower. But to the Earth some special good doth give; Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use. I have more care to stay than will to go. When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground. 3. that shall make you dance. Signior Martino and his wife and daughters. It is not day. Act 2, Prologue The Chorus explains that Romeo and Juliet are in love, and that love helps them find a way to meet each other again. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalts death. Hence and stand aloof. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber. Nay, come, I pray thee, speak. Thus, then, in brief: The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. But Ill amerce you with so strong a fine. Hie, make haste. One knocks. But then a noise did scare me from the tomb, And she, too desperate, would not go with me. Displant a town, reverse a princes doom. Laura to his lady, was a kitchen wench (marry, she had a better love. Then have at thee, boy! Doth she not count her blessed. All are punished. Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods. I come anon.But if thou meanest not well. But come, young waverer, come, go with me. If eer thou wast thyself, and these woes thine. With piercing steel at bold Mercutios breast, Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point, And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beats, Cold death aside and with the other sends, Hold, friends! That one short minute gives me in her sight. Father, what news? In tattered weeds, with overwhelming brows. Where that same banished runagate doth live. Like death when he shuts up the day of life. But trust me, gentleman, Ill prove more true. Romeo then avenges Mercutio's death by killing Tybalt in a duel. And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Your houses! Well, she shall be there. Come, Romeo. Each of the 40 lessons opens up the world of Shakespeare, his words, and his . Come, thou day in, For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night. Do not say banishment.. But old folks, many feign as they were dead. Alack, alack, what blood is this which stains, What mean these masterless and gory swords. Get me ink and paper. O life! After Paris leaves, she threatens suicide if, Capulet energetically directs preparations for the wedding. I have an interest in your hearts proceeding: My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding. Age: 13-16 years. That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars. Of my dear kinsman! Two families of Verona, the Montagues and the Capulets, have been feuding with each other for years. There is time enough. Is it een so? Thouwhy, thou wilt quarrel with a man that, hath a hair more or a hair less in his beard than, thou hast. All in gore blood. Is my poor heart, so for a kinsman vexed. Bliss be upon you. Enter Mercutio, Benvolio, and their . The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.. Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she; But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart; And, she agreed, within her scope of choice. Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir. And here I stand, both to impeach and purge. Things for the cook, sir, but I know not what. Ill make you quiet.What, cheerly, my hearts! Lady, lady, lady!. At my poor house look to behold this night. Available instantly. I pray thee, good Mercutio, lets retire. Be strong and prosperous, In this resolve. God mark thee to his grace. Here comes your father. Tybalt! whore! Why, is not this a lamentable thing, grandsire, that we should be thus afflicted with these, strange flies, these fashion-mongers, these, that they cannot sit at ease on the old bench? Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy. No nightingale. writing person hath here writ. Two homes adrift in hate for 20 years a score, awash in sin for long deprived of dreams. Give me, give me! For it excels your first, or, if it did not, Your first is dead, or twere as good he were. Send thy man away. And but one word with one of us? Benvolio tries to persuade the Prince to excuse Romeo's slaying of Tybalt; however, the Capulets demand that Romeo pay with his life; the Prince instead banishes Romeo from Verona. Stage directions are instructions and direction to the actors, and not spoken lines. And turns it to exile: there art thou happy. Now I have stained the childhood of our joy. As with a club, dash out my desprate brains? It is the lark that sings so out of tune. Come death and welcome. But look thou stay not till the watch be set, Where thou shalt live till we can find a time. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. The sun for sorrow will not show his head. Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice. You are to blame, my lord, to rate her so. Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. What storm is this that blows so contrary? Thou mayst prove false. O, tell not me of fear! And she steal loves sweet bait from fearful hooks. How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath. Shall I not then be stifled in the vault. Worksheets that listen. As that is desperate which we would prevent. What, I have watched ere now. Hold, then. The slip, sir, the slip. Thy Juliet is alive. She would be as swift in motion as a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love. I have it, and soundly, too. This letter he early bid me give his father. O, thinkst thou we shall ever meet again? Hang thee, young baggage, disobedient wretch! Here comes my man. Although I joy in thee. What, are you busy, ho? Out, alas, shes cold. Wilt thou be gone? What she bid me say, I will, keep to myself. Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite. Make it a word and a blow. Romeo and Juliet Act 4, scene 1 Synopsis: Paris is talking with Friar Lawrence about the coming wedding when Juliet arrives. Nor that is not the lark whose notes do beat. Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, with five or six other. I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none. Could draw to part them was stout Tybalt slain. 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