Romeo and Juliet. With alterations, and an additional scene: by D. Garrick, as it is performed at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-laneJ. & R. Tonson and S. Draper, 1753 - 12 páginas |
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... pleasure in this cafe . Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . Moun . [ Exeunt Prince and Capulet , & c . SCENE II . Manent Mountague and Benvolio . WH ' HO fet this ancient quarrel now abroach ? Speak , nephew , were you by ...
... pleasure in this cafe . Once more , on pain of death , all men depart . Moun . [ Exeunt Prince and Capulet , & c . SCENE II . Manent Mountague and Benvolio . WH ' HO fet this ancient quarrel now abroach ? Speak , nephew , were you by ...
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... pleasures stay . [ Exeunt . S C C E NE IV . Mer . SE A Wood near Verona . Enter Benvolio and Mercutio . EE where he steals - Told I you not , Benvoke , That we should find this melancholy Cupid Lock'd in fome gloomy covert , under key ...
... pleasures stay . [ Exeunt . S C C E NE IV . Mer . SE A Wood near Verona . Enter Benvolio and Mercutio . EE where he steals - Told I you not , Benvoke , That we should find this melancholy Cupid Lock'd in fome gloomy covert , under key ...
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... pleasures , To curelefs woes , and lafting Penitence . Rom . I pray thee , chide me not , fhe whom I love , Doth give me grace for grace , and love for love : Do thou with heav'n fmile upon our union ; Do not withhold thy benediction ...
... pleasures , To curelefs woes , and lafting Penitence . Rom . I pray thee , chide me not , fhe whom I love , Doth give me grace for grace , and love for love : Do thou with heav'n fmile upon our union ; Do not withhold thy benediction ...
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... pleasure . [ To her man . Pet . I faw no man ufe you at his pleasure if I had , my weapon fhould quickly have been out , I warrant you I dare draw as foon as another man , if I fee occafion in a good quarrel , and the law on my fide ...
... pleasure . [ To her man . Pet . I faw no man ufe you at his pleasure if I had , my weapon fhould quickly have been out , I warrant you I dare draw as foon as another man , if I fee occafion in a good quarrel , and the law on my fide ...
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... pleasure , I. Enter Romeo . Tib . Well , peace be with you , Sir , here comes my man . Mer . But I'll be hang'd , Sir , if he wear your livery . Tib . Romeo , the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this ; thou art a villain ...
... pleasure , I. Enter Romeo . Tib . Well , peace be with you , Sir , here comes my man . Mer . But I'll be hang'd , Sir , if he wear your livery . Tib . Romeo , the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this ; thou art a villain ...
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Términos y frases comunes
art thou banished Capulet's Houſe Coufin dead dear death Doft thou doth elfe Enter Benvolio Enter Capulet Enter Friar Lawrence Enter Juliet Enter Lady Capulet Enter Nurfe Enter Romeo Exeunt Exit eyes fair Farewel father fend ferve fhall fight filk flain fleep fome foon forrow foul fpeak fpirit ftand ftill ftir ftraight fuch fweet fword gentleman give gone Greg hafte hate hath hear heart heav'n hence himſelf hither holy kifs kinfman laſt lips look lord Madam Mantua marriage married meaſure Mercutio moſt Moun Mountague muft muſt myſelf night Nurſe o'er Paris peace pleaſure poifon preſently Prince reft Rife Romeo and Juliet ſay SCENE ſhall ſhe ſhould ſpeak ſtay ſweet tears tell thee thefe theſe thoſe thou art thou wilt Thursday Tibalt Verona wake wife
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Página 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...
Página 13 - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 54 - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...