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Alack Anon Apothecary art thou banished bite my thumb blood breath cell daughter dead dear death Dost thou doth dream earth Enter Benvolio Enter Capulet Enter Friar Lawrence Enter Juliet Enter Lady Capulet Enter Nurse Enter Romeo Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewel father gentle gentleman give gone grave grief hand hate hath hear heart heav'n hence hither holy hour kinsman light live look lord Madam Mantua marriage married Mercutio mother Moun Mountague ne'er night o'er old Capulet pardon peace poison Prince quarrel rapier Romeo and Juliet Rosaline S C E N E SCENE SCENE Scurvy slain slie sorrow speak stay sweet tears tell thee thou art thou hast thou wilt Thursday Tibalt Twill Twixt Verona wake weep wife wilt thou word wretch
Sivu 14 - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
Sivu 21 - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
Sivu 14 - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
Sivu 14 - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, 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, And sleeps again.
Sivu 24 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Sivu 38 - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, 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 And pay no worship to the garish sun.
Sivu 25 - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
Sivu 21 - 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...