Yea, quoth he, Dost thou fall upon thy face? What, rouse thee, man! Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek. to berhyme her), Dido a dowdy, Cleopatra a gypsy, Helen and Hero hildings and harlots, Thisbe a gray. The, Juliet waits impatiently for the Nurse to return. What is this? They are but beggars that can count their worth. Act 2, Scene 1 Romeo climbs into the orchard surrounding the Capulets' house, and Benvolio and Mercutio decide to leave him. No words can that woe sound. Then love-devouring death do what he dare. What a head have I! My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. I must be gone and live, or stay and die. He scales a wall and enters Capulets, From Capulets garden Romeo overhears Juliet express her love for him. I met the youthful lord at Lawrence cell. The precious treasure of his eyesight lost. That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. Look, sir, here comes the lady toward my cell. My lord, Ill tell my lady you will come. Mercutio! Romeo and Juliet Act 5 Scene 3 (Final Scene) Lyrics. (And hereabouts he dwells) which late I noted. Farewell. Talk not to me, for Ill not speak a word. Why, that same pale hard-hearted wench, that. All perjured. Turn thee, Benvolio; look upon thy death. Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool, Shake, quoth the dovehouse. I needs must wake her.Madam, madam, madam! Good gentle youth, tempt not a desprate man. Pardon, I beseech you. Shall I be married then tomorrow morning? Proud, and I thank you, and I thank you not,. Where the infectious pestilence did reign. I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news. I do not use to jest. These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me. Ill go along, no such sight to be shown. That is no slander, sir, which is a truth. And doth it give me such a sight as this? Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare, unaltered text / play / script (non-illustrated) by William Shakespeare | Apr 1, 2011. Romeo and Juliet (1968) - full transcript. Whence come you? They may seize, On the white wonder of dear Juliets hand. It is the lark that sings so out of tune. No, tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as, a church door, but tis enough. with something. Turn back, dull earth, and find thy center out. Why railest thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth, Since birth and heaven and earth all three do meet. At my poor house look to behold this night. Theres a French salutation to your French. Alack the day, hes gone, hes killed, hes dead. O God! For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Which, well thou knowest, is cross and full of sin. Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary. Ah, what an unkind hour, I hear some noise.Lady, come from that nest. Where for this many hundred years the bones. So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. Have you got leave to go to shrift today? Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health. one of those bastards out. One writ with me in sour misfortunes book! Juliets parents and, Romeos man, Balthasar, arrives in Mantua with news of Juliets death. Madam! you with an iron wit, and put up my iron dagger. Hie to high fortune! It is music with her silver sound because. I will hence tonight. Cast it off. In faith, I will.Let me peruse this face. Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew. For hark you, Tybalt being slain so late. The slip, sir, the slip. But to the Earth some special good doth give; Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use. Bondage is hoarse and may not speak aloud, Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, And make her airy tongue more hoarse than. Was I with you there for the goose? To go with Paris to Saint Peters Church. Speak briefly. Love, lord, ay husband, friend! And yours, close fighting ere I did approach. writing person hath here writ. For fair without the fair within to hide. A madness most discreet. Lady, lady, lady!. Clubs, bills, and partisans! Turn giddy, and be helped by backward turning. To hear true shrift.Come, madam, lets away. A plague o, both your houses! But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. By whose direction foundst thou out this place? Tis torture and not mercy. Whats he that follows here, that would not dance? Sovereign, here lies the County Paris slain, Search, seek, and know how this foul murder. Give me some present counsel, or, behold, Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife, Which the commission of thy years and art. O, this same thought did but forerun my need, Being holiday, the beggars shop is shut.. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps. Wilt thou provoke me? Again the Choruss speech is in the form of a sonnet. And I'll no longer be a Capulet. The world is not thy friend, nor the worlds law. If in thy wisdom thou canst give no help. Now, by my maidenhead at twelve year old. Yes, madam, yet I cannot choose but laugh, To think it should leave crying and say Ay.. This is thy sheath. Come, civil night. Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch. Friar Lawrence gives her a potion that will make her appear as if dead the morning of the wedding. How hast thou the heart. It has a good rating on IMDb: 6 stars out of 10. Vile earth to earth resign; end motion here. Where is she? Go. Stuffed, as they say, with honorable parts, Proportioned as ones thought would wish a man. A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life; Doth with their death bury their parents strife. them, which is disgrace to them if they bear it. And let the Nurse this night sit up with you, For I am sure you have your hands full all. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man. Nay, come, I pray thee, speak. If eer thou wast thyself, and these woes thine. Contempt and beggary hangs upon thy back. If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. Run time: 50-60 minutes. Life and these lips have long been separated. If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. From this world-wearied flesh! To follow this fair corse unto her grave. 11F, 6M, Flexible cast; 23 pages long. O cousin! 3. And needly will be ranked with other griefs, Why followed not, when she said Tybalts dead,. Well, she shall be there. The clock struck nine when I did send the Nurse. Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit. Nay, he will answer the letters master, how, stabbed with a white wenchs black eye, run, through the ear with a love-song, the very pin of his, heart cleft with the blind bow-boys butt shaft. Ill say yon gray is not the mornings eye; Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthias brow. Poor living corse, closed in a dead mans tomb! Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods. Well said, my hearts.You are a princox, go. To be a virtuous and well-governed youth. Why dost thou wring thy hands? Is Rosaline, that thou didst love so dear, So soon forsaken? the best ones I've seen so far. Told irreverently, this film attempts to impact the viewer in the same way theatre-goers were affected in Shakespeare's time. Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change. You will set cock-a-hoop, youll be the man! Each part, deprived of supple government. Ascend her chamber. Ah, the immortal, The pox of such antic, lisping, affecting, Jesu, a very good blade! The play depicts the deep-rooted conflict between the Montague and Capulet families and the tragedy that faces Romeo and Juliet, two star-crossed lovers caught in the fray of their feuding bloodlines. JULIET You kiss by the book. master is the great rich Capulet, and, if you be not, of the house of Montagues, I pray come and crush a. Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so loves. Tromeo and Juliet (1996) - full transcript A modern, punk adaptation of Shakespeare's classic. But, if thou, jealous, dost return to pry, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint. Ill pay that doctrine or else die in debt. His son is elder, sir. The County will be here with music straight, For so he said he would. The strangers all are gone. O, I cry you mercy. Uploaded by David. That shall she. Call me but love, and Ill be new baptized. Juliet!Fast, I warrant, Why, love, I say! O God, did Romeos hand shed Tybalts blood? Zounds, consort! Her lord is come. In fair Verona, where we lay our scene. I thought thy disposition better tempered. Despised, distressd, hated, martyred, killed! Romeo then kills Tybalt and is banished. Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves. Where be these enemies?Capulet, Montague. And art thou changed? To soar with his light feathers, and so bound, And to sink in it should you burden love. PARIS. Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep, and then anon, Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes, And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, That plats the manes of horses in the night. Thy head is as full of quarrels as, an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been, beaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaubed in blood. That villain cousin would have killed my husband. 4. How oft when men are at the point of death, Have they been merry, which their keepers call. On this fair corse, and, as the custom is. Death, that hath taen her hence to make me wail. So shalt thou show me friendship. There rust, and let me die. Lie thou there. Thou mayst prove false. Wash they his wounds with tears? They stumble that run fast. Good night. O child! No, madam, we have culled such necessaries. Young mens love then lies. By her high forehead, and her scarlet lip. He came with flowers to strew his ladys grave. Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. See what a scourge is laid upon your hate. Where should she be? With purple fountains issuing from your veins: On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. Beat them down! Romeo and Juliet fall in love and kiss. Consort? Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. I will bite my thumb at. It is my will, the which if thou respect. This days black fate on more days doth depend. It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night. Methinks I see thee, now thou art so low. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe. Did my heart love till now? And, being angered, puffs away from thence. Live and be prosperous, and farewell, good fellow. Fie, how my bones ache! Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking, nuts, having no other reason but because thou, hast hazel eyes. Romeo finds himself so in love with Juliet that he cannot leave her. Hold him in safety till the Prince come hither. What, Juliet! And drink it off, and if you had the strength. 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