It is a feature-length film with a runtime of 1h 47min. Therefore stay yet. Your part in her you could not keep from death. 2. Wouldst thou withdraw it? Take thou that. Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? For all this same, Ill hide me hereabout. Susan and she (God rest all Christian souls!). The curfew bell hath rung. In fair Verona, where we lay our scene. To know our farther pleasure in this case. Well to church tomorrow. And lead you even to death. This same should be the voice of Friar John.. Therefore have done. Tromeo and Juliet (1996) 1 Two households different as dried plums and pears in fair Manhattan, where we lay our scene. We have a trifling foolish banquet towards.. Some consequence yet hanging in the stars, With this nights revels, and expire the term, But he that hath the steerage of my course, to take away? I think it best you married with the County. Why silver sound? No faith, no honesty in men. Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff. Graze where you will, you shall not house with me. Hath Death lain with thy wife. O child! What she bid me say, I will, keep to myself. And she steal loves sweet bait from fearful hooks. Combining modern Engliand Shakespearean language. I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. I will go call the watch. Friends, part! and swifter than his, And twixt them rushes; underneath whose arm, An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life, And to t they go like lightning, for ere I. theNo, I know it begins with some other letter, and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you. But to his foe supposed he must complain. By William Shakespeare. What unaccustomed cause procures her hither? Thou canst not teach me to forget. Of thy tongues uttering, yet I know the sound. The day to cheer and nights dank dew to dry. Upon a rapiers point! prick-song, keeps time, distance, and proportion. He heareth not, he stirreth not, he moveth not. 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. After Paris leaves, she threatens suicide if Friar Lawrence cannot save her from marrying Paris. How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath. And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife. Approximately 20-30 minutes running time. O thou untaught! Heres much to do with hate, but more with love. What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Well, he may chance to do some good on her. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast, Which thou wilt propagate to have it pressed, With more of thine. Think upon these gone. Ay, you have been a mouse-hunt in your time. His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. He is not the flower of courtesy, but Ill warrant him as gentle as a lamb. Wheres Romeos man? The slip, sir, the slip. Therefore hence, begone. But with a rearward following Tybalts death. The time is very short. Why, I am glad on t. Put up thy sword, What, drawn and talk of peace? Some word there was, worser than Tybalts death. Meantime I writ to Romeo, That he should hither come as this dire night. Soon sleep in quiet. Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again, That late thou gavest me, for Mercutios soul. Whats Montague? Here in the churchyard. Women may fall when theres no strength in men. Very well took, i, If you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with, No hare, sir, unless a hare, sir, in a Lenten. Have lost a brace of kinsmen. And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! That presses them and learns them first to bear, And more inconstant than the wind, who woos. Therefore be patient. Turn to another, this shall slay them both. I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheardst ere I was ware. But to the Earth some special good doth give; Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use. Where serpents are. And she shall scant show well that now seems best. What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late. Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes; Being vexed, a sea nourished with loving tears. I serve as. Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. I nursed her daughter that you talked withal. Ah, the immortal, The pox of such antic, lisping, affecting, Jesu, a very good blade! Some five and twenty years, and then we masked. That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds. Art thou gone so? Indeed I should have asked thee that before. Neer saw her match since first the world begun. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? Dost thou love me? Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Thou art not conquered. I would not for the world they saw thee here. Like damnd guilty deeds to sinners minds: That banishd, that one word banishd,, Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud. Verona. Go hence, good nightand here stands all your. And see how he will take it at your hands. What, Paris too? Romeo responds that death is preferable, Paris again approaches Capulet about marrying Juliet. Tut, man, one fire burns out anothers burning; One pain is lessened by anothers anguish. Wherefore weep I then? Life, living, all is Deaths. Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite. Killing that love which thou hast vowed to cherish; Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love. Where I may read who passed that passing fair? Bliss be upon you. I see that thou art poor. Your Worship in that sense may call him man.. Unless good counsel may the cause remove. And all those twenty could but kill one life. Sleep for a week, for the next night, I warrant. Whats he that follows here, that would not dance? Well, you have made a simple choice. Come, thou day in, For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night. This is the place, there where the torch doth burn. book. And but one word with one of us? And hear the sentence of your movd prince. What, have you dined at. Stay, Tybalt, stay! You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night. For tis a throne where honor may be crowned. "I . Go hence to have more talk of these sad things. The prologue ofRomeo and Julietcalls the title characters star-crossed loversand the stars do seem to conspire against these young lovers. This is not Romeo. Well in that hit you miss. That last is true. For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. Ah! Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? And steeped in blood? Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. O nurse, how shall this be prevented? Here comes the furious Tybalt back again. The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark! The sun for sorrow will not show his head. I will bring you thither. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea. A lantern, slaughtered youth, For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes, This vault a feasting presence full of light.. Prince, as thou art true. By her high forehead, and her scarlet lip. God forbid. But where hast thou been. Stay, then. pie that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. Come Lammas Eve at night shall she be fourteen. It were a grief so brief to part with thee. It is the lark that sings so out of tune. He ran this way and leapt this orchard wall. Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged. It helps not, it prevails not. No, no, this shall forbid it. Young Romeo Montague goes out with his friends to make trouble at a party the Capulets are hosting, but while there he spies the Capulet's daughter . Their families are enmeshed in a feud, but the moment they meetwhen Romeo and his friends attend a party at Juliet's house in disguisethe two fall in love and quickly decide that they want to be married. Torments him so that he will sure run mad. I met the youthful lord at Lawrence cell. Clubs, bills, and partisans! Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb. Thou wrongst it more than tears with that report. Wilt thou slay thyself. Tell me, that I may sack. Like powder in a skilless soldiers flask. This days black fate on more days doth depend. To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear, And she as much in love, her means much less. Call her forth to me. As that is desperate which we would prevent. That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. 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? Go before, nurse. O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies. Lest in this marriage he should be dishonored. Cast: 28 - 36. In conversation with Capulet, Count Paris declares his wish to marry Juliet. The Complete Guide to Shakespeare's Best Play - Aileen M. Carroll 2000 Ideal as a year-long program or for selective units. Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. That God had lent us but this only child. Let not the Nurse lie with thee in thy chamber. Younger than you. Go to. Lie thou there. Nay, hes a flower, in faith, a very flower. Well, she shall be there. For it excels your first, or, if it did not, Your first is dead, or twere as good he were. Nor what is mine shall never do thee good. 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? Art thou a man? Of all the days of the year, upon that day. One knocks. Some twenty of them fought in this black strife. Such as would please. Wisely and slow. Main (202) 544-4600Box Office (202) 544-7077. Not Romeo, Prince; he was Mercutios friend. Tell me, good my friend, What torch is yond that vainly lends his light. Well, I will walk myself, Against tomorrow. There rust, and let me die. Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel. By whose direction foundst thou out this place? What wilt thou tell her, nurse? PARIS. Tromeo and Juliet (1996) - full transcript A modern, punk adaptation of Shakespeare's classic. The tears have got small victory by that. Ill give thee armor to keep off that word. That thou hast done me. The sweeter rest was mine. When he answers her, they acknowledge their love and, Determined to marry Juliet, Romeo hurries to Friar Lawrence. Mine shall be, When theirs are dry, for Romeos banishment.. Here comes your father. Hunting thee hence with hunts-up to the day. I do not use to jest. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my, Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a, courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I. warrant, a virtuousWhere is your mother? Tis not to me she speaks. O, I cry you mercy. Thy love did read by rote, that could not spell. See thou deliver it to my lord and father. Each part, deprived of supple government. I anger her sometimes, and tell her that Paris is the properer man, but Ill, warrant you, when I say so, she looks as pale as any, clout in the versal world. Romeo and his companions almost immediately encounter Juliets cousin Tybalt, who challenges Romeo. Arise. Heres such a coil. And in this state she gallops night by night. That is renowned for faith? Therefore pardon me. Enter PARIS, and his Page bearing flowers and a torch. And, lips, O, you, The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss. Gentlemen, good een. Now seeming sweet, convert to bittrest gall. To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in. Hath Romeo slain himself? Romeo is a Montague, and Juliet a Capulet. Madam, your mother craves a word with you. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.. Dove-feathered raven, wolvish-ravening lamb! A street. What, dressed, and in your clothes, and down, I must needs wake you. Down with the Montagues! 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy: Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. O, teach me how I should forget to think! It is written that the shoemaker should, meddle with his yard and the tailor with his last, the. Hadst thou no poison mixed, no sharp-ground. I say he shall. If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news. For what purpose, love? So early waking, what with loathsome smells. And I am nothing slow to slack his haste. Let them affright thee. Without that title. Do I live dead, that live to tell it now. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. Wash they his wounds with tears? Her whip of crickets bone, the lash of film. Hear me with patience but to speak a word. These are news indeed! Now, afore God, this reverend holy friar, Nurse, will you go with me into my closet. Hold, then. Shell not be hit. O break, my heart, poor bankrout, break at once! Romeo? What, is my daughter gone to Friar Lawrence? But now Ill tell thee joyful tidings, girl. 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