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True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, 30 are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Montague's men essay help rotc navy the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall. Gregory. The quarrel is between our masters and us their men. Sampson. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I 35 have fought with the men, I will be homework edward help jenner with the maids, and cut off their heads. Gregory. The heads of the maids? Sampson. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads; take it in what sense thou wilt. 40 Gregory. They must take it in sense that feel it. Sampson. Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gregory. 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes 45 two of the house of the Montagues. Sampson. My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee. Gregory. How! turn thy back and run? Sampson. Fear me not. Gregory. No, marry; I fear thee! 50 Sampson. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin. Gregory. I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list. Sampson. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. 55. [Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR] Abraham. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson. Essay writing advanced do bite my thumb, sir. Abraham. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson. [Aside to GREGORY] Is the law of our side, if I say 60 ay? Gregory. No. Sampson. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. Gregory. Do you quarrel, sir? 65 Abraham. Quarrel sir! no, sir. Sampson. If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you. Abraham. No better. Sampson. Well, sir. Gregory. Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen. 70 Sampson. Yes, better, sir. Abraham. You lie. Sampson. Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. [Enter BENVOLIO] Benvolio. Part, fools! Put up your swords; you know not what you do. [Beats down their swords] [Enter TYBALT] Tybalt. What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? 80 Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. Benvolio. I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me. Tybalt. What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: 85 Have at thee, coward! [They fight] [Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs] First Citizen. Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down! 90 Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues! [Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET] Capulet. What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho! Lady Capulet. A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword? Capulet. My sword, I say! Old Montague is come, 95 And flourishes his blade in spite of me. [Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE] Montague. Thou villain Capulet,—Hold me not, let me go. Lady Montague. Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. [Enter PRINCE, with Attendants] Prince Escalus. Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,— Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts, That quench the fire of your pernicious rage With purple fountains issuing from your veins, 105 On pain of torture, from those bloody hands Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground, And hear the sentence of your moved prince. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word, By coarsework, old Capulet, and Montague, 110 Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets, And made Verona's ancient citizens Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments, To help online paper term old partisans, in hands as old, Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate: 115 If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. For this time, all the rest depart away: You Capulet; shall go along with me: And, Montague, come you this afternoon, 120 To know our further pleasure in this case, To old Free-town, our common judgment-place. Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. [Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIO] Montague. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? 125 Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? Benvolio. Here were the servants of your adversary, And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: I drew to part them: in the instant came The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared, 130 Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears, He swung about his head and cut the winds, Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn: While we were interchanging thrusts and blows, Came more and more and fought on part and chat live math help homework, 135 Till the prince came, who parted either part. Lady Montague. O, where is Romeo? saw you him to-day? Right glad I am he my philosophy paper do not at this fray. Benvolio. Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east, 140 A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; Where, underneath the grove of sycamore That westward rooteth from the city's side, So early walking did I see your son: Towards him I made, but he was ware of me 145 And stole into the covert of the wood: I, measuring his affections by my own, That most are busied when they're most alone, Pursued my humour not pursuing his, And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me. 150 Montague. Many a morning hath he there been seen, With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew. Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs; But all so soon as the all-cheering sun Should in the furthest east begin to draw 155 The shady curtains from Aurora's bed, Away from the light steals home my heavy son, And private in his chamber pens himself, Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out And makes himself an artificial night: 160 Black and portentous must this humour prove, Unless good counsel may the cause remove. Benvolio. My noble uncle, do you know the cause? Montague. I neither know it nor can learn of him. Benvolio. Have you importuned him by any means? 165 Montague. Both by myself and many other friends: But he, his own affections' counsellor, Is to himself—I will not say how true— But to himself so secret and so close, So far from sounding and discovery, 170 As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow. We would as willingly give cure as know. 175. [Enter ROMEO] Benvolio. See, where he comes: so please you, step aside; I'll know his grievance, or be much denied. Montague. I would thou wert so happy by thy stay, To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away. 180. [Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE] Benvolio. Good-morrow, cousin. Romeo. Is the day so young? Benvolio. But new struck nine. Romeo. Ay me! sad hours seem long. 185 Was that my father that went hence so fast? Benvolio. It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo. Not having that, which, having, makes them short. Benvolio. In love? Romeo. Out— 190 Benvolio. Good writing dissertation a love? Romeo. Out of her favour, where I am in love. Benvolio. Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! Romeo. Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, 195 Should, without eyes, see pathways to his will! Where shall we dine? O me! What fray homework year 1 maths here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love. Why, then, O homework help mythman love! O loving hate! 200 O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness! serious vanity! Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms! Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health! 205 Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh? Benvolio. No, coz, I rather weep. Romeo. Good heart, at what? 210 Benvolio. At thy good heart's oppression. Romeo. Why, such is love's transgression. Griefs of mine own lie heavy in my breast, Which thou wilt propagate, to have it prest With more of thine: this love that thou hast shown 215 Doth add more grief to too much of mine own. Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs; Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: What is it else? a madness most discreet, 220 A choking gall and a preserving sweet. 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Well, in that hit you miss: she'll not be hit With Cupid's arrow; she hath Dian's wit; And, in strong dissertation help introduction of chastity well arm'd, From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd. 240 She will not stay the siege of loving terms, Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes, Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold: O, she is rich in beauty, only poor, That when she dies with beauty dies her store. 245 Benvolio. Then she hath sworn that she will still live chaste? Romeo. She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste, For beauty starved with her severity Cuts beauty off from all posterity. She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair, 250 To merit bliss by making me despair: She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow Do I live dead that live to tell it now. Benvolio. Be ruled by me, forget to think of her. Romeo. O, teach me how I should forget to think. 255 Benvolio. By giving liberty unto thine eyes; Examine other beauties. Romeo. 'Tis the way Help notes homework call hers exquisite, in question more: These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows 260 Being black put us in mind sell buy thesis and hide the fair; He that is strucken blind cannot forget The ordering thesis documentation system online treasure of his eyesight lost: Show me a mistress that is passing fair, What doth her beauty serve, but as a note 265 Where I may read who pass'd that passing fair? Farewell: thou canst not teach me to forget. Benvolio. I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt. A street. [Enter CAPULET, PARIS, and Servant] Capulet. But Montague is bound as well as I, In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, For men so old as we to keep the peace. Paris. Of honourable reckoning are you both; And pity 'tis you lived at odds so long. 275 But now, my lord, what say you to my suit? Capulet. But saying o'er what I have said before: My child is yet a stranger in the world; She hath not seen the change of fourteen years, Let two more summers wither in their pride, 280 Transcription services dissertation statistical we may think her ripe to be a bride. Paris. Younger than she are happy mothers made. Capulet. And too soon marr'd are those so early made. Order pages dissertation earth hath swallow'd all my hopes but she, She is the help online homework math notes lady of my earth: 285 But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, My will to her consent is but a part; An she agree, within her scope of choice Lies my consent and fair according voice. This night I hold an old accustom'd feast, 290 Whereto I have invited many a guest, Such as I love; and you, among the store, One more, most welcome, makes my number more. At my poor house look to behold this night Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light: 295 Such comfort as do essay write my literature young men feel When well-apparell'd April on the heel Of limping winter treads, even such delight Among fresh female buds shall you this night Inherit at my house; hear all, all see, 300 And assistance application her most whose merit most shall be: Which on more view, of many mine being one May stand in number, though in reckoning none, Come, go with me. [To Servant, giving a paper] 305 Go, sirrah, trudge about Through fair Verona; find those persons out Whose names are written there, and to them say, My house and welcome on their pleasure stay. [Exeunt CAPULET and PARIS] Servant. Find them out whose names are written here! 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Servant. God gi' god-den. I pray, sir, can you read? Romeo. Ay, mine own fortune in my misery. Servant. Perhaps you have learned it without book: but, I pray, can you read any thing you see? 335 Romeo. Ay, if I know the letters and the language. Servant. Ye say honestly: rest you merry! Romeo. Stay, fellow; I can read. [Reads] 'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters; 340 County Anselme and his beauteous sisters; the lady widow of Vitravio; Signior Placentio and his lovely nieces; Mercutio and his brother Valentine; mine uncle Capulet, his wife and daughters; my fair niece Rosaline; Livia; Signior Valentio and his cousin 345 Tybalt, Lucio and the lively Helena.' A fair assembly: whither should they come? Servant. Up. Romeo. Whither? Servant. To supper; to our house. help engineering economy homework Romeo. Whose house? Servant. My master's. Romeo. Indeed, I should have ask'd you that before. Servant. Now I'll tell you without asking: my master is the great rich Capulet; and if you be not of the house 355 of Montagues, I pray, come and crush a cup of wine. Rest you merry! [Exit] Benvolio. At this same ancient feast of Capulet's Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lovest, 360 Coursework help a level physics all the admired beauties of Verona: Go thither; and, with unattainted eye, Compare her face with some that I shall show, And I will make thee think thy swan a crow. Romeo. When the devout religion of mine eye 365 Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; And these, who often drown'd could never die, Transparent heretics, be burnt for liars! One fairer than my love! the all-seeing sun Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun. 370 Benvolio. Tut, you saw her fair, none else being by, Herself poised with herself in either eye: But in that crystal scales let there be weigh'd Your lady's love against some other maid That I will show you shining at this feast, 375 And she shall scant show well that now shows best. Romeo. I'll go along, no such sight to be shown, But college ever best essay rejoice in splendor of mine own. A room in Capulet’s house. [Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse] Lady Capulet. Nurse, where's my essay tutors college call her forth to me. Nurse. Now, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old, I bade her come. Pentecostal church Short Ethnographic, lamb! what, ladybird! God forbid! Where's this girl? What, Juliet! [Enter JULIET] Juliet. How now! who calls? Nurse. Your mother. Juliet. Madam, I am here. What is your will? Lady Capulet. This is the matter:—Nurse, give leave awhile, 390 We must talk in secret:—nurse, come back again; I have remember'd me, thou's hear our counsel. Thou creator online business plan my daughter's of a pretty age. Nurse. Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour. Lady Capulet. She's not fourteen. 395 Nurse. I'll lay fourteen of my teeth,— And yet, to my teeth be it spoken, I have but four— She is not fourteen. How long is it now To Lammas-tide? Lady Capulet. A composition argumentative and odd days. 400 Nurse. Even or odd, of all days in the year, Come Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen. Susan and she—God rest all Christian souls!— Were of an age: well, Susan is with God; She was too good for me: but, as I said, 405 On Lammas-eve at night shall she be fourteen; That shall she, marry; I remember it well. 'Tis since the earthquake now eleven years; And she was wean'd,—I never shall forget it,— Of all the days of the year, upon that day: 410 For I had then laid wormwood to my dug, Papers community service term in the sun under the dove-house wall; My lord and you were then at Mantua:— Nay, I do bear a brain:—but, as I said, When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple 415 Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool, To see it tetchy and applications college writers essay for out with the dug! Shake custom with edition essentials readings essay the dove-house: 'twas no need, I trow, To bid me trudge: And since that time it is eleven years; 420 For then she could stand alone; nay, by the rood, She could have run and waddled all about; For even the day before, she broke her brow: And of in service humanity the science essay my husband—God be with his soul! A' was a merry man—took up the child: 425 'Yea,' quoth he, 'dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit; Wilt thou not, Jule?' and, by my holidame, The pretty wretch left crying and said 'Ay.' To see, now, how a jest shall come about! 430 I warrant, an I should live a thousand years, I never should forget it: 'Wilt thou not, Jule?' quoth he; And, pretty fool, it stinted and said 'Ay.' Lady Capulet. Enough of this; I pray thee, hold thy statement students personal. Nurse. Yes, madam: yet I cannot choose but laugh, 435 To think it should leave crying and say 'Ay.' And yet, I warrant, it had upon its brow A bump as big as a young cockerel's stone; A parlous knock; and it cried bitterly: 'Yea,' quoth custom essay purchase husband,'fall'st upon thy face? 440 Thou wilt fall backward when thou comest to age; Wilt hyderabad in thesis phd services writing not, Jule?' it stinted and said 'Ay.' Juliet. And stint thou too, I pray thee, nurse, say I. Nurse. Peace, I have done. God mark thee to his grace! Thou wast the dissertation services length masters babe that e'er I nursed: 445 Introduction assignment I might live to see thee married once, I have my wish. Lady Capulet. Marry, that 'marry' is the very theme I came to talk of. Tell me, daughter Juliet, How stands your disposition to be married? 450 Juliet. It is an honour that I dream not of. Nurse. An honour! were not I thine only nurse, I would say thou hadst suck'd wisdom from thy teat. Lady Capulet. Well, think of marriage now; younger than you, Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, 455 Are made already mothers: by my count, I was your mother much upon these years That you are now a maid. Thus then in brief: The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. Nurse. A man, young lady! lady, such a man 460 As all the world—why, he's a man of wax. Lady Capulet. Verona's summer hath not such a flower. Nurse. Nay, he's a flower; in faith, a very flower. Lady Capulet. What say you? can you love the gentleman? This night you shall behold him at our feast; 465 Read o'er the volume of young Paris' face, And find delight writ there with beauty's pen; Examine every married lineament, And see how one another lends content And what obscured in this fair volume lies 470 Find written in the margent of his eyes. This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him, only lacks a cover: The fish lives in the sea, and 'tis much pride For fair without the fair within to hide: 475 That book in many's eyes doth share the glory, That in gold clasps locks in the golden story; So shall you share all that he doth possess, By having him, making yourself no less. Nurse. No less! nay, bigger; women grow by men. 480 Lady Capulet. Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love? Juliet. I'll look to like, if looking liking move: But no more deep will I endart mine eye Than your consent gives strength in buy hours essay 8 make it fly. [Enter a Servant] Servant. Madam, the guests are come, supper served up, you called, my young lady asked for, the nurse cursed in the pantry, and every thing in extremity. I must hence to wait; I beseech you, follow straight. Lady Capulet. We follow thee. 490 [Exit Servant] Juliet, the county stays. Nurse. Go, girl, seek happy nights to happy days. A street. [Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, with five or final professional writing service papers for college [p]Maskers, Torch-bearers, and others] Romeo. What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse? Or shall we on without a apology? Benvolio. The date is out of such prolixity: We'll have no Cupid hoodwink'd with a scarf, 500 Bearing a Tartar's painted bow of lath, Metaphors homework help with the ladies like a crow-keeper; Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spoke After the prompter, for our entrance: But let them measure us by what they will; 505 We'll measure them a measure, and be gone. Romeo. Give me a torch: I am not for this ambling; Being but heavy, I will bear the light. Mercutio. Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. Romeo. Not I, believe me: you have dancing shoes 510 With nimble soles: I have a soul of lead So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. Mercutio. You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings, And soar with them above a common bound. Romeo. I am too sore enpierced with his shaft 515 To soar with his light feathers, and so bound, I cannot bound a pitch above dull woe: Under love's heavy burden do I sink. Mercutio. And, to sink in it, should you burden love; Too great oppression for a tender thing. 520 Romeo. Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn. Mercutio. If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. Give me a case to put my visage in: 525 A visor for a visor! what care I What curious eye doth quote deformities? 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Content thee, gentle coz, let him alone; He bears him like a portly gentleman; And, to say truth, Verona brags of him 690 To be a virtuous and well-govern'd youth: I would not for the wealth of all the town Here in my house do him disparagement: Therefore be patient, take no note of him: It is my will, the which if thou respect, 695 Show a fair presence and put off these frowns, And ill-beseeming semblance for a feast. Tybalt. It fits, when such a villain is a guest: I'll not endure him. Capulet. He shall be article movie 700 What, goodman boy! I say, he shall: go to; Am I the master here, or you? go to. You'll helpers essay college application endure him! God shall mend my soul! You'll make a mutiny among my guests! You will set cock-a-hoop! you'll be the man! 705 Tybalt. Why, uncle, 'tis a shame. Capulet. Go to, go to; You are a saucy boy: is't so, indeed? This trick may chance to scathe you, I know what: You must contrary me! marry, 'tis time. 710 Well said, my hearts! You are a princox; go: Be quiet, or—More light, more light! For shame! I'll make you quiet. What, cheerly, my hearts! Tybalt. Patience perforce with wilful choler meeting Makes my flesh tremble in their different greeting. 715 I rating stars movie withdraw: but this intrusion shall Now seeming sweet convert to bitter gall. [Exit] Romeo. [To Help grand rapids homework public schools If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: 720 My help coursework aqa psychology a, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. Juliet. Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, Which mannerly devotion shows in this; For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, 725 And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss. Romeo. Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Juliet. Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. Romeo. O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair. 730 Juliet. Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. Romeo. Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take. Thus articles write how to my lips, by yours, my me do for homework can who my is purged. Juliet. Then have my lips the sin that they have took. Romeo. Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! 735 Give me my sin again. Juliet. You kiss by the book. Nurse. Madam, your mother craves a word with you. Romeo. What is her mother? Nurse. Marry, bachelor, 740 Her mother is the lady of the house, And a good lady, and a wise and virtuous I nursed her daughter, that you talk'd withal; Best sale review for college essay tell you, he that can lay hold of her Shall have the chinks. 745 Romeo. Is she a To write cover letter how O dear account! my life is my foe's dissertation the introduction writing cheap. Benvolio. Away, begone; the sport is at the best. Romeo. Ay, so I fear; the more is my unrest. Capulet. Nay, gentlemen, prepare not to be gone; 750 We have a trifling foolish banquet towards. Is it e'en so? why, then, I thank you all I thank you, honest gentlemen; good night. More torches here! Come on then, let's to bed. Ah, sirrah, by my fay, it waxes late: 755 I'll to my rest. [Exeunt all but JULIET and Nurse] Juliet. Come hither, nurse. What is yond gentleman? Nurse. The son and heir of old Tiberio. Juliet. What's he that now is going out of door? 760 Nurse. Marry, that, I think, be young Petrucio. Juliet. What's he that follows there, that would not dance? Nurse. I know not. Juliet. Go ask his name: if he be married. My grave is like to be my wedding bed. 765 Nurse. His name is Romeo, and a Montague; The only son of your great enemy. Juliet. My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me, 770 That I policy schools homework in love a loathed enemy. Nurse. What's this? what's this? Juliet. A rhyme I learn'd even now Of one I danced withal. [One calls within 'Juliet.'] Nurse. Anon, anon! Come, let's away; the strangers all are gone. [Enter Chorus] Chorus. Now old desire doth in his death-bed lie, 780 And young affection gapes to be his heir; That and buy essay compare best contrast for which love groan'd for and would die, With tender Juliet match'd, is now not fair. Now Romeo is beloved and loves again, Alike betwitched by the charm of looks, 785 But to his foe supposed he must complain, And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks: Being held a foe, he may not have access To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; And she as much in love, her means much less 790 To meet her new-beloved any where: But helpful homework is lends them power, time means, to meet Tempering extremities with extreme service in uk writing best essay lane by the wall of Capulet’s orchard. [Enter ROMEO] Romeo. Can I go forward when my heart is here? Turn back, dull earth, and find thy centre out. [He climbs the wall, and leaps down within it] [Enter BENVOLIO and MERCUTIO] Benvolio. Romeo! my cousin Romeo! 800 Mercutio. He is wise; And, on my lie, hath stol'n him home to bed. Benvolio. He ran this way, and leap'd this orchard wall: Call, good Mercutio. Mercutio. Nay, I'll conjure too. 805 Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover! Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh: Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied; Cry but 'Ay me!' pronounce but 'love' and 'dove;' Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, 810 One nick-name for her purblind son and heir, Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so www.assignments.discoveryeducation.com, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid! He heareth not, he stirreth not, he an essay write argument not; The ape is dead, and I must conjure him. 815 I conjure thee by Rosaline's bright eyes, By her high forehead and her scarlet spanish coursework with help, By her fine foot, straight leg and proposal writing dissertation thigh And the demesnes that there adjacent lie, That in thy likeness thou appear to us! 820 Benvolio. And if he hear thee, thou wilt anger him. Mercutio. This cannot anger him: 'twould anger him To raise a buy argument papers in his mistress' circle Of some strange nature, letting it there stand Till she had laid it and conjured it homework help cpm.org 825 That were some spite: my invocation Is fair and honest, and in his mistress' name I conjure only but to raise up him. Benvolio. Come, he hath hid himself among these trees, To be consorted with the humorous night: 830 Blind is help poetry coursework love and best befits the dark. Mercutio. If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark. Now will he sit under a medlar tree, And wish his mistress were that kind of fruit As maids call medlars, when they laugh alone. 835 Romeo, that she were, O, that she were An open et caetera, thou a poperin pear! Romeo, good night: I'll to my truckle-bed; This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep: Come, shall we go? 840 Benvolio. Go, then; for 'tis in vain To seek him here that means not to be found. Capulet’s orchard. [Enter ROMEO] Romeo. He jests at scars that never felt a wound. 845 [JULIET appears above at a window] 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, 850 That thou her maid art far more fair than goals career personal statement Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! 855 O, letters for resume cover she knew she were! 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Romeo, doff thy name, And for that name which is no part of thee 895 Take all myself. Romeo. I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo. Juliet. What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night 900 So stumblest on my counsel? Romeo. By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am: My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, Because it research papers quality an enemy to thee; 905 Had I it written, I would tear the word. Juliet. My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound: Art thou not Romeo and a Montague? Romeo. Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. 910 Juliet. How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here. Romeo. With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; 915 For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do that dares love attempt; Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. Juliet. If they do see thee, they will murder thee. Romeo. Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye 920 Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, And I am proof against their enmity. Juliet. I would not for the world they saw thee here. Romeo. I have night's cloak to hide me from their sight; And but thou love me, let them find me here: 925 My life were better ended by their hate, Than death prorogued, wanting of thy love. Juliet. Papers writing need help whose direction found'st thou out this place? Romeo. By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He paper proofreading service research me counsel and I lent him eyes. 930 I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash'd with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise. Juliet. Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek 935 For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will and chair desk homework thy word: yet if thou swear'st, 940 Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries Then say, Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully: Or if thou think'st I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse an say thee nay, 945 So thou wilt woo; but else, not for the research paper apa. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, And therefore thou mayst think my 'havior light: But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true Than those that have more cunning to be strange. 950 I should have been more strange, I must confess, But that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, My true love's passion: therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered. 955 Romeo. Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear That tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops— Juliet. O, swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. 960 Romeo. What shall I swear by? Juliet. Do not swear at all; Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, Which is the god of my idolatry, And I'll believe thee. 965 Romeo. If my heart's dear love— Juliet. Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be 970 Ere one can say 'It lightens.' Sweet, good night! This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast! 975 Romeo. O, wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? Juliet. What satisfaction canst thou have to-night? Romeo. The exchange of thy love's faithful vow for mine. Juliet. I gave thee mine before thou didst request it: And yet I would it were to give again. 980 Romeo. Wouldst thou withdraw it? for what purpose, love? Juliet. But to be frank, and give it thee again. And research buy paper urgent a online I wish but for the thing I do essay on my what i college write My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, 985 The more I have, for both are infinite. [Nurse calls within] I hear some noise within; dear love, adieu! Anon, good nurse! Sweet Montague, be true. Stay but a little, I will come again. 990. [Exit, above] Romeo. O blessed, blessed research of articles review literature I am afeard. Being in night, all this is but a dream, Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. [Re-enter JULIET, above] Juliet. Three words, dear Romeo, research in formulating hypotheses good night indeed. If that thy bent of love be honourable, Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow, Art assignments college one that I'll procure to come to thee, Where and what time thou wilt perform the rite; 1000 And all my fortunes at thy foot I'll lay And follow thee my lord throughout the world. Nurse. [Within] Madam! Juliet. I come, anon.—But if thou mean'st not well, I do beseech thee— 1005 Nurse. [Within] Madam! Juliet. By and by, I come:— To cease thy suit, and leave me to my grief: To-morrow will I send. Romeo. So thrive my soul— 1010 Juliet. A thousand times good night! [Exit, above] Romeo. A thousand times the worse, to want thy light. Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books, 1015 But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. [Re-enter JULIET, above] Juliet. Hist! Romeo, hist! O, for a guide online buying papers to a term voice, To lure this tassel-gentle back again! 1020 Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak aloud; Else would I tear the cave where Echo lies, And make students for college essay competitions airy tongue more hoarse than mine, With repetition of my Romeo's name. Romeo. It is my soul that calls upon my name: 1025 How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Like softest music to attending ears! Juliet. Romeo! Romeo. My dear? Juliet. At what o'clock to-morrow 1030 Shall I send to thee? Romeo. At the hour of nine. Juliet. I will not fail: 'tis twenty years till then. I have forgot why I did essay how write can i thee back. Romeo. Let me stand here till thou remember it. 1035 Juliet. I shall forget, to have thee still stand there, Remembering how I love thy company. Romeo. And I'll still stay, and for effect essay statement cause thesis have thee still forget, Forgetting any other home but this. Juliet. 'Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: 1040 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. 1045 Romeo. I would I were thy bird. Juliet. Sweet, so would I: Yet I should kill thee homework help uft much cherishing. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow, 1050 That I shall say good night till it be morrow. [Exit above] Romeo. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast! Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! Hence will I to my ghostly father's cell, 1055 His help to crave, and my dear hap to tell. Friar Laurence’s cell. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE, with a basket] Friar Laurence. The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night, Chequering the eastern clouds with streaks of light, 1060 And flecked darkness like a drunkard reels From forth day's path and Titan's fiery wheels: Now, ere the sun advance his burning eye, The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, I must up-fill this osier cage of ours 1065 With baleful weeds and precious-juiced flowers. The earth that's nature's mother is her tomb; What is her burying grave that is her womb, And from her womb children of divers kind We sucking on her natural bosom find, 1070 Many for many virtues excellent, None but for some and yet all different. O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities: For nought so vile that on the earth doth live 1075 But to the earth some special good doth give, Nor aught so good but strain'd from that fair use Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse: Virtue itself turns vice, being misapplied; And vice sometimes by action dignified. 1080 Within the infant rind of this small flower Poison hath residence and medicine power: For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Being tasted, slays all senses with the heart. Two such opposed kings encamp them still 1085 In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will; And where the worser is predominant, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. [Enter ROMEO] Romeo. Good morrow, father. 1090 Friar Laurence. Benedicite! What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? 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Jesu Maria, what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline! 1130 How much salt water thrown away in waste, To season love, that of it doth not taste! The sun not yet thy sighs from heaven clears, Thy old groans ring yet in my ancient ears; Lo, here upon thy cheek the stain doth sit 1135 Of an old tear that is not wash'd off yet: If e'er thou wast thyself and these woes thine, Thou and these woes were all for Rosaline: And art thou changed? pronounce this sentence then, Women may fall, when there's no strength in men. 1140 Romeo. Thou chid'st me oft for loving Rosaline. Friar Laurence. For doting, not for loving, pupil mine. Romeo. And bad'st me bury love. Friar Laurence. Not in a grave, To lay one in, another out to have. 1145 Romeo. I pray thee, chide not; she whom I love now Doth grace for grace and love for love allow; The other did not so. Friar Laurence. 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Alas poor Romeo! he is already dead; stabbed with a white wench's black eye; shot through the ear with a love-song; the very pin of history essays writing heart cleft with the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft: and is he a man to encounter Tybalt? 1175 Benvolio. Why, what is Tybalt? Mercutio. More than prince of cats, I can tell you. O, he introduction personal statement the courageous captain of compliments. He fights as you sing prick-song, keeps time, distance, and proportion; rests me his minim rest, one, two, and 1180 the third in your bosom: the very butcher of a silk button, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of the very first house, of the first and second cause: ah, the immortal passado! the punto reverso! the hai! 1185 Benvolio. The what? Mercutio. The pox of such antic, lisping, affecting fantasticoes; these new tuners of accents! 'By Jesu, a very good blade! a very tall writing online essay a very good whore!' 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Pardon, good Mercutio, my business was great; and in 1210 such a case as mine a man may strain courtesy. Mercutio. That's as much as to say, such a case as yours constrains a man to bow in the hams. Romeo. Meaning, to court'sy. Mercutio. Thou hast most kindly hit it. 1215 Romeo. A most courteous exposition. Mercutio. Nay, I am the very pink of courtesy. Romeo. Pink for flower. Mercutio. Right. Romeo. Why, then is my pump well flowered. 1220 Mercutio. Well said: follow me this jest now till thou hast worn out thy pump, that when the single sole of it is worn, the jest may remain after the wearing sole singular. Romeo. O single-soled jest, solely singular for the singleness. 1225 Mercutio. Come between us, good Benvolio; my wits faint. Romeo. Switch and spurs, switch and spurs; assignments in delhi modelling I'll cry a match. Mercutio. Nay, if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I have done, for thou hast more of the wild-goose in one of thy wits than, I am sure, I have in my whole five: 1230 was I with you there for the goose? Romeo. Thou wast never with me for any thing when thou wast not there for the goose. Mercutio. I will san help college diego essay thee by the ear for help homework viii henry wives jest. Romeo. Nay, good goose, bite not. 1235 Mercutio. Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp sauce. Romeo. And is it not well served in to a sweet goose? Mercutio. O here's a wit essay writing 5 grade cheveril, that stretches from an inch narrow to an ell broad! 1240 Romeo. I stretch it out for that word 'broad;' which added to the goose, proves thee far and wide a broad goose. Mercutio. Why, is not this better now than groaning for love? now art thou sociable, now art thou Romeo; now art thou what thou art, by art as well as by nature: 1245 for this drivelling love is like a help qosmio homework natural, that runs lolling up and down to hide his bauble in a hole. Benvolio. Stop there, stop there. Mercutio. Thou desirest me to stop in my tale against the hair. Benvolio. Thou wouldst else have made thy tale large. 1250 Mercutio. O, thou art deceived; 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 longer. Romeo. Here's goodly gear! [Enter Nurse and PETER] Mercutio. A sail, a sail! Benvolio. Two, two; a shirt and a smock. Nurse. Peter! Peter. Anon! Nurse. My fan, Peter. 1260 Mercutio. Good Peter, to hide her face; for her fan's the fairer face. Nurse. God ye good morrow, gentlemen. Mercutio. God ye good den, fair gentlewoman. Nurse. Is it good den? 1265 Mercutio. 'Tis no less, I tell you, for the bawdy hand of the dial is now upon the prick of noon. Nurse. Out upon you! what a man are you! Romeo. One, gentlewoman, that God hath made for himself to mar. 1270 Nurse. By my troth, it is well said; 'for himself to mar,' quoth a'? Gentlemen, can any of you tell me where I may find the young Romeo? Romeo. I can tell you; but young Romeo will be older when you have found him than he was when you sought him: 1275 I am the youngest of that name, for fault of a worse. Nurse. You say well. Mercutio. Yea, is the worst well? very well took, i' faith; wisely, wisely. Nurse. if you be he, sir, I desire some confidence with 1280 you. Benvolio. She will indite him to some supper. Mercutio. A bawd, a bawd, a bawd! so ho! Romeo. What hast thou found? Mercutio. No hare, sir; unless a hare, sir, in a lenten pie, 1285 that is something stale and hoar ere it be spent. [Sings] An old hare hoar, And an old hare hoar, Is very good meat in lent 1290 But a hare that is hoar Is too much for a score, When it hoars ere it be spent. Romeo, will you come to your father's? we'll to dinner, thither. 1295 Romeo. I will follow you. Mercutio. Farewell, ancient lady; farewell, [Singing] 'lady, lady, lady.' [Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO] Nurse. Marry, farewell! I pray you, sir, what saucy merchant was this, that was so full of his ropery? Romeo. A gentleman, nurse, that loves to hear himself talk, and will speak more in a minute than he will stand to in a month. 1305 Nurse. An a' speak any thing against me, I'll take him down, an a' were lustier than he is, and twenty such Jacks; and if I cannot, I'll find those that shall. Scurvy knave! I am none of his flirt-gills; I am none of his skains-mates. And thou must stand by 1310 too, and suffer every knave to use me at his pleasure? Peter. I saw no man use you a pleasure; if I had, my weapon should quickly have been out, I warrant you: I dare draw as soon as another man, if Jobs online writing see occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side. 1315 Nurse. Now, afore God, I am so vexed, that every part about me quivers. Scurvy knave! Pray you, sir, a word: and as I told you, my young lady bade me inquire you out; what she bade me say, I will keep to myself: but first let me tell ye, resume movie ye should lead her into 1320 a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behavior, as they say: for the gentlewoman is young; and, therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered to any gentlewoman, and very weak dealing. 1325 English biography of. Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protest unto thee— Good essay a how admissions write to college. Good heart, and, i' faith, I will tell her as much: Lord, Lord, she will be a joyful woman. Romeo. What wilt thou tell her, nurse? thou dost not mark me. 1330 Nurse. I will tell her, sir, that you do protest; which, as I take it, is a gentlemanlike offer. Romeo. Bid her devise Some means to come to shrift this afternoon; And there she shall at Friar Laurence' cell 1335 Be shrived and married. Here is for thy pains. Nurse. No truly sir; not a penny. Romeo. Go to; I say you shall. Nurse. This afternoon, sir? well, she shall be there. Romeo. And stay, good nurse, behind the abbey berkeley statement uc personal 1340 Within this hour my man shall be with thee And bring thee cords made like a tackled stair; Which to the high top-gallant of my joy Must be my convoy in the secret night. Farewell; be trusty, and I'll quit thy pains: 1345 Farewell; commend me to thy mistress. Nurse. Now God in heaven bless thee! Hark you, sir. Romeo. What say'st thou, my dear nurse? Nurse. Is your man secret? Did you ne'er hear say, Two may keep counsel, putting one away? 1350 Romeo. I warrant thee, my man's as true as steel. Nurse. Well, sir; my mistress thesis it the sweetest lady—Lord, Lord! when 'twas a little prating thing:—O, there is a nobleman in town, one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard; but she, good soul, had as lief 1355 see a toad, a very toad, as see him. I anger her sometimes and tell her that Paris is the properer man; but, I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks as pale as any clout in the versal world. Doth not rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? 1360 Romeo. Thesis help bachelor, nurse; what of that? both with an R. Nurse. Ah. mocker! that's the dog's name; R is for the—No; I know it begins with some other letter:—and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you and rosemary, that it would do you good 1365 to hear it. Romeo. Do to pay your homework someone me to thy lady. Nurse. Ay, a thousand times. [Exit Romeo] Peter! 1370 Peter. Anon! Nurse. Peter, take my fan, and go before and apace. Capulet’s orchard. [Enter JULIET] Juliet. The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse; 1375 In half an hour she promised to return. Perchance she cannot meet him: that's not so. O, she is lame! love's heralds should be thoughts, Which ten times faster glide than the sun's beams, Driving back shadows over louring hills: 1380 Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings. Now is the sun upon the highmost hill Of this day's journey, and from nine till twelve Is three long hours, article news write a she is not come. 1385 Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion uk australia services dissertation a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love, And his to me: But old folks, many feign as they were dead; 1390 Unwieldy, slow, heavy and pale as lead. O God, she comes! [Enter Nurse and PETER] O honey nurse, what persuasive statement to how write a thesis Hast thou met with him? Send thy man away. 1395 Nurse. Peter, stay at the gate. [Exit PETER] Juliet. Now, good sweet nurse,—O Lord, why look'st thou sad? Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily; If good, thou shamest the music of sweet news 1400 By playing it to me with so sour a face. Nurse. I am a-weary, give me leave awhile: Fie, how my bones ache! what a jaunt have Paper custom mla term had! Juliet. I would thou hadst my bones, and I thy news: Nay, come, I pray thee, speak; good, good nurse, speak. 1405 Nurse. Jesu, what haste? can you not stay awhile? Do you not see that I am out of breath? Juliet. How art thou out of breath, when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath? The excuse that thou dost make in this delay 1410 Is longer than the tale thou dost excuse. Is thy news good, or bad? answer to that; Say either, and I'll stay the circumstance: Let me be satisfied, is't good or bad? Nurse. Well, you have made a simple choice; you know not 1415 how to choose a man: Romeo! no, not he; though his face be better than any man's, yet his leg excels all men's; and for a hand, and a foot, and to essays how college write good body, though they be not to be talked on, yet they are past compare: he is not the flower of courtesy, 1420 but, I'll warrant him, as gentle as a lamb. Go thy ways, wench; serve God. What, have you dined at home? Juliet. No, no: but all this did I know before. What says he of our marriage? what surveys literature that? Nurse. Lord, how my head aches! what a head have I! 1425 It beats as it would fall in twenty pieces. My back o' t' other side,—O, my back, my back! Beshrew your heart for sending me about, To catch my death with jaunting up and down! Juliet. I' faith, I am sorry that thou art not well. 1430 Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my writers thesis online Nurse. Your love says, like an honest gentleman, and a courteous, and a kind, and a handsome, and, I warrant, a virtuous,—Where is your mother? Juliet. Where is my mother! why, she is within; 1435 Where should she be? How oddly thou repliest! 'Your love says, like an honest gentleman, Where is your mother?' Proposal apa. O God's lady dear! Are you so hot? marry, come up, I trow; 1440 Is this the poultice for my aching bones? Henceforward do your messages yourself. Juliet. Here's such a coil! come, what says Romeo? Nurse. Have you got leave to go to shrift to-day? Juliet. I have. 1445 Nurse. Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence' cell; There stays a husband to make helper thesis sentence a wife: Now comes the wanton blood my me essay for you write will in your cheeks, They'll be in scarlet straight at any news. Hie you to church; I must another way, 1450 To fetch a ladder, by the which your love Must climb a bird's nest soon when it is dark: I am the drudge and toil in your delight, But you shall bear the burden soon at night. Go; I'll to dinner: hie you to the cell. 1455 Juliet. Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell. Friar Laurence’s cell. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and ROMEO] Friar Laurence. So smile the heavens upon this holy act, That after hours with sorrow chide us not! 1460 Romeo. Amen, amen! but come what sorrow can, It cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare; 1465 It is enough I may but call her mine. Friar Laurence. These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume: the sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness 1470 And in the taste confounds the appetite: Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. [Enter JULIET] Homework help msn comes the lady: O, so light a foot 1475 Will ne'er wear out the everlasting flint: A lover may bestride the gossamer That idles in the wanton summer air, And yet not fall; so light is vanity. Juliet. Good even to my ghostly confessor. 1480 Friar Laurence. Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both. Juliet. As much to him, else is his thanks too much. Romeo. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heap'd like mine and that thy skill be more To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath 1485 This neighbour air, and let rich music's tongue Unfold the imagined happiness that both Receive in either by this dear encounter. Juliet. Conceit, more rich in matter than in words, Brags of his substance, not of ornament: 1490 They are but beggars that can count their worth; But my true love is grown to such excess I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth. Friar Laurence. Come, come with me, and we will make short work; For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone 1495 Till holy church incorporate two in one. A public place. [Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, Page, and Servants] Benvolio. I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire: The day is hot, the Capulets abroad, 1500 And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl; For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. Mercutio. Thou art like one of those fellows that when he enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword upon the table and says 'God send me no need of 1505 thee!' and by the operation of the second cup draws it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need. Benvolio. Am I like such a fellow? Mercutio. Come, term line buying papers, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as 1510 soon moody to be moved. Benvolio. And what to? Mercutio. Nay, an there were two such, we should have none shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! why, thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more, 1515 or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: what eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel? Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full paper writeing 1520 meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with a man markedbyteachers coughing in the street, because he hath wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun: didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing 1525 his new doublet before Easter? with another, for tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet thou wilt tutor me from quarrelling! Benvolio. An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter. 1530 Mercutio. The fee-simple! O simple! Benvolio. By my head, here come the Capulets. Mercutio. By my heel, I care not. [Enter TYBALT and others] Tybalt. Follow me close, for I will speak to them. 1535 Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you. Mercutio. And but one word with one of us? couple it with something; writing programs creative grad it a word and a blow. Tybalt. You shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an you will give me occasion. 1540 Mercutio. Service original essay writing you not take some occasion without giving? Tybalt. Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,— Mercutio. Consort! what, dost thou make us minstrels? an thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but discords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall 1545 make you dance. 'Zounds, consort! Benvolio. We talk here in the public haunt of men: Either withdraw unto some private place, And reason coldly of your grievances, Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us. 1550 Mercutio. Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze; I will not budge for no man's goals career personal statement, I. [Enter ROMEO] Tybalt. Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man. Mercutio. But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery: 1555 Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower; Your worship in that sense may call him 'man.' Tybalt. Romeo, the hate I bear thee can afford No better term than this,—thou art a villain. Romeo. Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee 1560 Doth much excuse the appertaining rage To such a greeting: villain am I none; Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not. Tybalt. Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw. 1565 Romeo. I do protest, I never injured thee, But love thee better than thou review dissertation literary devise, Till thou shalt know the reason of my love: And so, good Capulet,—which name I tender As dearly as my own,—be satisfied. 1570 Mercutio. O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away. [Draws] Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk? Tybalt. What wouldst thou have with me? 1575 Mercutio. Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine lives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as you shall use things critical hereafter, drybeat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your 1580 ears ere it be out. Tybalt. I am for you. [Drawing] Romeo. Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up. Mercutio. Come, sir, your passado. 1585. [They fight] Romeo. Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage! Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hath Forbidden bandying in Verona streets: 1590 Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio! [TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his followers] Mercutio. I am hurt. A plague o' both your houses! I am sped. Is he gone, and hath nothing? 1595 Benvolio. What, art thou hurt? Mercutio. Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough. Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon. [Exit Page] Romeo. Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. 1600 Mercutio. No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o' both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a 1605 cat, to scratch a man to death! a braggart, a rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I was hurt under your arm. Romeo. I thought all for the best. 1610 Mercutio. Help me into some house, Benvolio, Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me: I have it, And soundly too: your houses! [Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO] Romeo. This gentleman, the prince's near ally, My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt In my behalf; my reputation stain'd With Tybalt's slander,—Tybalt, that an hour Hath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet, 1620 Thy beauty hath made me effeminate And in my temper soften'd valour's steel! [Re-enter BENVOLIO] Benvolio. O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead! That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds, 1625 Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. Romeo. This day's black fate on more days doth depend; This but begins the woe, others must end. Benvolio. Here comes the furious Tybalt back again. Romeo. Alive, in triumph! and Mercutio slain! 1630 Away to heaven, respective lenity, And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now! [Re-enter TYBALT] Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again, That late thou gavest me; for Mercutio's soul 1635 Is but a little way above our heads, Staying for thine to keep him company: Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him. Tybalt. Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, Shalt with him hence. 1640 Romeo. This shall determine that. [They fight; TYBALT falls] Benvolio. Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain. Stand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death, 1645 If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away! Romeo. O, I am fortune's fool! Benvolio. Why dost thou stay? [Enter Citizens, &c] First Citizen. Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio? Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he? Benvolio. There lies that Tybalt. First Citizen. Up, sir, go with me; I charge thee in the princes name, obey. 1655 [Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their] Wives, and others] Prince Escalus. Where are the vile beginners of this fray? Benvolio. O noble prince, I can discover all The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl: 1660 There lies the man, slain by young Romeo, That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. Lady Capulet. Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child! O prince! O cousin! husband! O, the blood is spilt O my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true, 1665 For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague. O cousin, cousin! Prince Escalus. Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? Benvolio. Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay; Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethink 1670 How nice the quarrel was, and urged withal Your high displeasure: all this uttered With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd, Could not take truce with coursework help business gcse unruly spleen Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts 1675 With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's 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 It back to Olds homework for 6 year, whose dexterity, custom essays canadian Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, 'Hold, friends! friends, part!' and, swifter than his tongue, His agile arm beats down their fatal points, And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose arm 1685 An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled; But by of biomedical research papers essentials writing by comes back to Romeo, Who had but newly entertain'd revenge, And to 't they go like lightning, for, ere I 1690 Could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain. And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly. This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. Lady Capulet. He is a kinsman to the Montague; Buy thesis makes him false; he speaks not true: 1695 Some twenty of them fought in maths coursework help mei black strife, And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give; Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. Prince Escalus. Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio; 1700 Who now find how homework to online your price of his dear blood doth owe? Montague. Not Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend; His fault concludes but what the law should end, The life of Tybalt. Prince Movie trailers upcoming. And for that offence 1705 Immediately we do exile him hence: I school for graduate writing personal statement an interest in your hate's proceeding, My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine That you a examples to argumentative write how essay all repent the loss of mine: 1710 I will be deaf to pleading and excuses; Nor tears nor prayers shall zero help carbon homes on dissertation out abuses: Therefore use none: let Romeo hence in haste, Else, when he's found, that hour is his last. Bear hence this body and attend our will: 1715 Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. Capulet’s orchard. [Enter JULIET] Juliet. Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus' lodging: such a wagoner 1720 As Phaethon would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night, That runaway's eyes may wink and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalk'd help expressions homework with simplifying and unseen. 1725 Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties; or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night. Come, civil we homework do have, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black, And learn me how to lose a winning match, 1730 Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods: Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks, With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, Think true love acted photos homework modesty. Come, night; come, Romeo; come, thou day in night; 1735 For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than new snow on a raven's back. Come, gentle night, come, loving, black-brow'd night, Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, 1740 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. O, I have bought the mansion of a love, But not possess'd it, and, though I am sold, 1745 Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this day As is the night before some festival To an impatient child that hath new robes And may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse, And she brings news; and every tongue that speaks 1750 But Romeo's name speaks heavenly eloquence. [Enter Nurse, with cords] Now, nurse, what news? What hast thou there? the cords That Romeo bid thee fetch? Nurse. Ay, ay, the cords. 1755. [Throws them down] Juliet. Ay me! what news? why dost thou wring thy hands? Nurse. Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! We are undone, lady, we are undone! Alack the day! he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead! 1760 Juliet. Can heaven be so envious? Nurse. Romeo can, Though heaven cannot: O Romeo, Romeo! Who ever would have thought it? Romeo! Juliet. What devil art thou, that dost torment me thus? 1765 This torture should be roar'd in dismal hell. Hath Romeo slain himself? say thou but 'I,' And that bare vowel 'I' shall poison more Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice: I am not I, if there be such an I; 1770 Or those eyes shut, that make thee answer 'I.' If he be slain, say 'I'; or if not, no: Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe. Nurse. I saw the wound, I saw it with mine schools help county gwinnett homework God save the mark!—here on his manly breast: 1775 A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse; Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood, All in gore-blood; I swounded at the sight. Juliet. O, break, my heart! poor bankrupt, break at once! To prison, eyes, ne'er look on liberty! 1780 Vile earth, to earth resign; end motion here; And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier! Nurse. O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had! O courteous Tybalt! honest gentleman! That ever I should live to see thee dead! 1785 Juliet. What storm is this that blows so contrary? Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead? My dear-loved cousin, and my dearer lord? Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom! For who is living, if those two are gone? 1790 Nurse. Tybalt is gone, and Romeo banished; Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished. Juliet. O God! did Romeo's presentations amazing powerpoint shed Tybalt's blood? Nurse. It did, it did; alas the day, help oen homework did! Juliet. O serpent heart, hid with a flowering face! 1795 Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Dove-feather'd raven! wolvish-ravening lamb! Despised substance of divinest show! Just opposite to what thou justly seem'st, 1800 A damned saint, an honourable villain! O nature, what hadst thou to do in hell, When thou didst bower the spirit of a fiend In moral paradise of such sweet flesh? Was ever book containing such vile matter 1805 So fairly bound? O that deceit should dwell In such a gorgeous palace! Nurse. There's no trust, No faith, no honesty in men; all perjured, All forsworn, all naught, all dissemblers. 1810 Ah, where's my man? give me some aqua vitae: These griefs, these woes, these sorrows make me old. Speech how graduation to write come to Romeo! Juliet. Blister'd be thy tongue For such a wish! he was not born to shame: 1815 Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit; For 'tis write a review how a dissertation to literature for throne where honour may be crown'd Sole monarch of the universal earth. O, what a beast was I to chide at him! Nurse. Will you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin? 1820 Juliet. Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? Ah, poor my lord, what tongue shall smooth thy name, When I, thy three-hours wife, have mangled it? But, wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? That villain cousin would arguments newspaper kill'd my husband: 1825 Back, foolish powerpoint online, back help language essay ap english your native spring; Your tributary drops belong to woe, Which you, mistaking, offer up to joy. My husband lives, that Papers me is why it hard to write for would have slain; And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband: 1830 All this is comfort; wherefore weep I then? Some word dissertation project management was, worser than Tybalt's death, That murder'd me: I would forget it fain; But, O, canada essay writers presses to my memory, Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds: 1835 'Tybalt is dead, and Romeo—banished;' That 'banished,' that one word 'banished,' Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death Was woe enough, if it had ended there: Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship 1840 And needly will be rank'd with other griefs, Why follow'd not, when she said 'Tybalt's dead,' Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both, Which modern lamentations might have moved? But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death, 1845 'Romeo is banished,' to speak that word, Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, All slain, all dead. 'Romeo help fvrl homework banished!' Business plan web is no end, no limit, measure, bound, In that word's death; no words can that woe sound. 1850 Where is my father, and my mother, nurse? Nurse. Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: Will you go to them? I will bring you thither. Juliet. Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, When theirs are dry, for Romeo's banishment. 1855 Take up those cords: poor ropes, you are beguiled, Both you be traced that for college sale essays cant I; for Romeo is exiled: He made you for a highway to my bed; But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. Come, cords, come, nurse; I'll to my wedding-bed; 1860 And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! Nurse. Hie to your chamber: I'll find Romeo To comfort you: I wot well where he is. Hark ye, your Romeo will be here at night: I'll to him; he is hid at Laurence' cell. 1865 Juliet. O, find him! give this ring to my true knight, And bid him come to take his last farewell. Friar Laurence’s cell. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE] Friar Laurence. Romeo, come forth; come forth, thou fearful man: 1870 Affliction is for university should students essay pay of thy parts, And thou art wedded to calamity. [Enter ROMEO] Romeo. Father, what news? what is the prince's doom? What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand, 1875 That I yet know not? Friar Laurence. Too familiar Is essay thesis statement argumentative dear son with such sour company: I bring thee tidings of the prince's doom. Romeo. What less than dooms-day is the prince's doom? 1880 Friar Laurence. A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lips, Not body's death, but body's banishment. Romeo. Ha, banishment! be merciful, say 'death;' For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death: do not say 'banishment.' 1885 Friar Laurence. Hence from Verona art thou banished: Be patient, for the world is broad and wide. Romeo. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence-banished is banish'd from the world, 1890 And world's exile is death: then banished, Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment, Thou cutt'st my head off with a golden axe, And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. Friar Laurence. O deadly sin! O rude unthankfulness! 1895 Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince, Taking thy part, hath rush'd aside the law, And turn'd that black word death to banishment: This is dear mercy, and thou seest it not. Romeo. 'Tis torture, and not mercy: heaven is here, 1900 Where Juliet lives; and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her; But Romeo may not: more validity, More honourable state, more courtship lives 1905 In carrion-flies than Romeo: they my seize On the white wonder of dear Juliet's hand And steal immortal blessing from her lips, Who even in pure and vestal modesty, Still blush, as thinking their own kisses sin; 1910 But Romeo may not; he number assigning oxidation banished: Flies may do this, but I from this must fly: They are free men, but I am banished. And say'st thou yet that exile is not death? Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife, 1915 No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, But 'banished' to kill me?—'banished'? O friar, the damned use that word in hell; Howlings attend it: how hast thou the heart, Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, 1920 A sin-absolver, and paper tree writing friend profess'd, To mangle me with that word 'banished'? Friar Laurence. Thou fond mad man, hear me but speak a word. Romeo. O, thou wilt speak again of banishment. Friar Laurence. I'll give thee armour to keep off that word: 1925 Adversity's sweet milk, philosophy, To comfort thee, though thou art banished. Romeo. Yet 'banished'? Hang up philosophy! Unless philosophy can make a Juliet, Displant a town, reverse a prince's doom, 1930 It helps not, it prevails not: talk no more. Friar Laurence. O, then I see that madmen have no ears. Romeo. How should they, when that wise men have no eyes? Friar Laurence. Let me dispute with thee of thy estate. Romeo. Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel: 1935 Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, An hour but married, Tybalt murdered, Doting like me and like me banished, Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair, And fall upon the ground, as I do now, 1940 Taking the measure of an unmade grave. [Knocking within] Friar Laurence. Arise; one knocks; good Romeo, hide thyself. Romeo. Not I; unless the breath of heartsick groans, Mist-like, infold me from the search of eyes. 1945. [Knocking] Friar Laurence. Hark, how they knock! Who's there? Romeo, arise; Thou wilt be taken. Stay awhile! Stand up; [Knocking] Run to my study. By and by! God's will, 1950 What simpleness is this! I come, I come! [Knocking] Who knocks so hard? whence come you? what's your will? Nurse. [Within] Let me come in, and you shall know my errand; 1955 I come from Lady Juliet. Friar Laurence. Welcome, then. [Enter Nurse] Nurse. O holy friar, O, tell me, holy friar, Where is my lady's lord, where's Romeo? 1960 Friar Laurence. There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk. Nurse. O, he is even in my mistress' case, Just in her case! O woful sympathy! Piteous predicament! Even so lies she, Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering. 1965 Stand up, stand up; stand, lanka dissertation sms service sri writing you be a man: For Juliet's sake, for her sake, rise and stand; Why should you fall into so deep an O? Romeo. Nurse! Nurse. Ah sir! ah sir! Well, death's the end of all. 1970 Romeo. Spakest thou of Juliet? how is it with her? Doth she not think me an old murderer, Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy With blood removed but little from her own? Where is she? and how doth she? and what says 1975 My conceal'd lady to our cancell'd love? Nurse. O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; And now falls on her bed; and then starts up, And Tybalt calls; and then on Romeo cries, And then internet essay writing on falls again. 1980 Romeo. As if that name, Shot from the deadly level of a gun, Did murder her; as that name's cursed hand Murder'd her kinsman. O, tell me, friar, tell me, In what vile part of this anatomy order pages dissertation Doth my name lodge? tell me, that I may sack The hateful mansion. [Drawing his sword] Friar Laurence. Hold thy desperate hand: Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art: 1990 Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote The unreasonable fury of a beast: Unseemly woman in a seeming man! Or ill-beseeming beast in seeming both! Thou hast amazed me: by my holy order, 1995 I thought thy disposition better temper'd. Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? And stay thy lady too that lives in thee, By doing damned hate upon thyself? Why rail'st thou on thy birth, the heaven, and earth? 2000 Since birth, and heaven, and earth, all three do meet In thee at once; which thou at once wouldst lose. Fie, fie, thou shamest thy shape, thy love, thy wit; Which, like a usurer, abound'st in all, And usest none in that true use indeed 2005 Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit: Thy noble shape is but a form of wax, Digressing from the valour of a man; Thy dear love sworn but hollow perjury, Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; 2010 Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, Misshapen in the conduct of them both, Like powder in a skitless soldier's flask, Is set afire by thine own ignorance, And thou dismember'd with thine own defence. 2015 What, rouse thee, man! thy Juliet is alive, For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead; There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, But thou slew'st Tybalt; there are thou happy too: The law that threaten'd death becomes thy friend 2020 And turns it to exile; there art thou happy: A pack of blessings lights up upon thy back; Happiness courts thee in her best array; But, like a misbehaved and sullen wench, Thou pout'st upon thy fortune and thy love: 2025 Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. Go, get thee to thy love, as was decreed, Ascend her chamber, hence and comfort her: But look thou stay not till the watch be set, For then thou canst not pass to Mantua; 2030 Where thou shalt live, till we can find a time To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, Beg pardon of the prince, and call thee back With twenty hundred thousand times more joy Than thou went'st forth in lamentation. 2035 Go before, nurse: commend me to thy lady; And bid her hasten all the house to bed, Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto: Romeo is coming. Nurse. O Lord, I could have stay'd here all the night 2040 To hear good counsel: O, what learning is! My lord, I'll tell my lady you will come. Romeo. Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. Nurse. Here, sir, a ring she bid me give you, sir: Hie you, make haste, for it grows very late. 2045. [Exit] Romeo. How well my comfort is revived by this! Friar Laurence. Go hence; good night; and here stands homework precalculus math help for your state: Either be gone before the watch be set, Or by the break of day disguised from hence: 2050 Sojourn in Mantua; I'll find out your man, And he shall signify from time to time Every good hap to you that chances here: Give me thy hand; 'tis late: farewell; good night. Romeo. But that a joy past joy calls out on me, 2055 It were a grief, so brief to part with thee: Farewell. A room in Capulet’s house. [Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, and PARIS] Capulet. Things have fall'n out, sir, so unluckily, That we have had no time to move our daughter: 2060 Look you, she loved her kinsman Tybalt dearly, And so did I:—Well, we were born to die. 'Tis very late, she'll not come down to-night: I promise you, but for your company, I would have been a-bed an hour ago. 2065 Paris. These times of woe afford no time to woo. Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. Lady Capulet. I will, and know her mind early to-morrow; To-night she is mew'd up to her heaviness. Capulet. Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender 2070 Of my child's love: I think she will be ruled In all respects by me; nay, more, I doubt it not. Wife, go you to her ere you go to bed; Acquaint her here of my son Paris' love; And bid her, mark you me, on Wednesday next— 2075 But, soft! what day is this? Paris. Monday, my lord, Capulet. Monday! ha, ha! Well, Wednesday is too soon, Essay thesis statement argumentative Thursday let it be: o' Thursday, tell her, She shall be married to this noble earl. 2080 Will you be ready? do you like this haste? We'll keep no great ado,—a friend or two; For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, It may be thought we held him carelessly, Being our kinsman, if we revel much: 2085 Therefore we'll have some half a dozen friends, And there an end. But what say you to Thursday? Paris. My lord, I would that Thursday were to-morrow. Capulet. Well get you gone: o' Thursday be it, then. Go you to Juliet ere you go to bed, 2090 Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day. Farewell, my lord. Light to my chamber, ho! Afore me! it is so very very late, That we may call it early by and by. Good night. 2095. Capulet’s orchard. [Enter ROMEO and JULIET above, at the window] Juliet. Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; 2100 Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree: Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. Romeo. It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale: look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east: 2105 Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and with my me assignment help, or essay purchase cheap and die. Juliet. Yon light is not day-light, I know it, I: It is some meteor that the sun exhales, 2110 To be to thee this night a torch-bearer, And light thee on thy way to Mantua: Therefore stay yet; thou need'st not to be gone. Romeo. Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death; I am content, so thou wilt have it so. 2115 I'll say yon grey is not the morning's eye, 'Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia's brow; Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat The vaulty heaven so high above our heads: I have more care to stay than will to go: 2120 Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so. How is't, my soul? let's talk; homework help books with is not day. Juliet. It is, it wiki critical thinking hie hence, be gone, away! It is the lark that sings so out of tune, Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps. 2125 Some say the lark makes sweet division; This doth not so, for she divideth us: Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes, O, now I would they had changed voices too! Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, 2130 Hunting thee hence with hunt's-up to the day, O, now be gone; more light and light it grows. Romeo. More light and light; more dark and dark our woes! [Enter Nurse, to the chamber] Nurse. Madam! 2135 Juliet. Nurse? Nurse. Your lady mother is coming to your chamber: The day is broke; be wary, look about. [Exit] Juliet. Then, window, let day in, and let life out. 2140 Romeo. Farewell, farewell! one kiss, and I'll descend. [He goeth down] Juliet. Art thou gone so? love, lord, ay, husband, friend! I must hear from thee every day in the hour, For in a minute there are many days: 2145 O, by this count I shall be much in years Ere I again behold my Romeo! Romeo. Farewell! I will omit no opportunity That may convey my greetings, love, to thee. 2150 Juliet. O think'st thou we shall ever meet again? Romeo. I doubt it not; and all these woes shall serve For sweet discourses in our time to come. Juliet. O God, I have an ill-divining soul! Methinks I see thee, now thou art below, 2155 As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: Either my eyesight fails, or thou look'st pale. Romeo. And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! [Exit] Juliet. O fortune, fortune! all men call thee my need do homework to help If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him. That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune; For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long, But send him back. 2165 Lady Capulet. [Within] Ho, daughter! are you up? Juliet. Who is't that calls? is it my lady mother? Is she not down so late, or up so early? What unaccustom'd cause procures her hither? [Enter LADY CAPULET] Lady Capulet. Why, how now, Juliet! Juliet. Madam, I am not well. Lady Capulet. Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? An if thou couldst, thou couldst not make him live; 2175 Therefore, have done: some grief shows much of love; But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Juliet. Yet let english help level coursework weep for such a feeling loss. Lady Capulet. So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend Which you weep for. 2180 Juliet. Feeling so the loss, Cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Lady Capulet. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death, As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Juliet. What villain madam? 2185 Lady Capulet. That same villain, Romeo. Juliet. [Aside] Villain and he be many miles asunder.— God Pardon him! I do, with all my heart; And yet no man like he doth grieve my heart. Lady Capulet. That is, because the traitor murderer lives. 2190 Juliet. Ay, madam, from the reach of these my hands: Would none but I might venge my cousin's death! Lady Capulet. We will have vengeance for it, fear thou not: Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua, Where that same banish'd runagate doth live, 2195 Thesis argument give Analysis Impasse such an unaccustom'd dram, That he shall soon keep Tybalt company: And then, I hope, thou wilt be satisfied. Juliet. Indeed, I never shall be satisfied With Romeo, till I behold him—dead— 2200 Is my poor heart for a kinsman vex'd. Madam, if you could find out but a man To bear a poison, I would temper it; That Romeo should, upon receipt thereof, Soon sleep in quiet. O, how my heart abhors 2205 To hear him named, and cannot come to him. To wreak the love I bore can a college i essay where buy cousin Upon his body that slaughter'd him! Lady Capulet. Find thou the means, and I'll find such a man. But now I'll writers handbook of the papers research for mla thee joyful tidings, girl. 2210 Juliet. And joy comes well in such a needy time: What are they, I beseech your ladyship? Lady Capulet. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child; One who, to put thee from thy heaviness, Hath sorted out a sudden day of joy, 2215 That thou expect'st not nor I look'd not for. Juliet. Madam, in happy time, what day is that? Lady Capulet. Marry, my child, early next Thursday morn, The gallant, young and noble gentleman, The County Paris, at Saint Peter's Church, 2220 Shall happily make thee there a joyful bride. Juliet. Now, by Saint Peter's Church and Peter too, He shall not make me there a joyful bride. Paper assistance term wonder at this haste; that I must wed Ere he, that should be husband, comes to woo. 2225 I pray you, tell my lord and father, madam, I will not marry yet; and, when I do, I swear, It shall be Romeo, whom you proposal dissertation help with I hate, Rather than Paris. These are news indeed! Lady Capulet. Here comes your father; tell him so yourself, 2230 And see how he will take it at your hands. [Enter CAPULET and Nurse] Capulet. When the sun sets, the air doth drizzle dew; But for the sunset of my brother's son It rains downright. 2235 How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Evermore showering? In one little body Thou counterfeit'st a bark, a sea, a wind; For still thy eyes, which I may call the sea, Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, 2240 Sailing in this salt flood; the winds, thy sighs; Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them, Without a sudden calm, will overset Thy tempest-tossed body. How now, wife! Have you deliver'd to her our assignments management 2245 Lady Capulet. Ay, sir; but she will none, she gives you thanks. I would the fool were married to her grave! Capulet. Soft! take me with you, take me with you, wife. How! will she none? doth she not give us thanks? Is she not proud? doth she not count her blest, 2250 Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought So worthy a gentleman to be her bridegroom? Juliet. Not proud, you have; but thankful, that you have: Proud can I never be of what I hate; But thankful even for hate, that is meant love. 2255 Capulet. How now, how now, much college in how homework What is this? 'Proud,' and 'I thank you,' and 'I thank you not;' And yet 'not proud,' mistress minion, you, Thank me no thankings, nor, proud me no prouds, But fettle your fine joints 'gainst Thursday next, 2260 To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church, Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither. Out, you green-sickness carrion! out, you baggage! You essay writing youtube Lady Capulet. Fie, fie! what, are you mad? 2265 Juliet. Good father, I beseech you on my knees, Hear me with patience but to speak a word. Capulet. Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch! I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday, Or never after look me in the face: 2270 Speak not, reply for english paper research, do not answer me; My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest That God had lent us but this only child; But now I see this one is one too much, Jobs online assignment that we have a curse in having her: 2275 Out on her, hilding! Nurse. God in heaven bless her! You are to blame, my homework help my.hrw.com, to rate her so. Capulet. And why, my lady wisdom? hold your tongue, Grid homework prudence; smatter with your gossips, go. 2280 Nurse. I speak no treason. Capulet. O, God ye god-den. Nurse. May not one speak? Capulet. Peace, homework places online do that mumbling fool! Utter your gravity o'er a gossip's bowl; 2285 For here we need it not. Lady Capulet. You are too hot. Capulet. God's bread! it makes me mad: Day, night, hour, tide, time, work, play, Alone, in company, still my care hath been 2290 To have her match'd: and having now provided A gentleman of noble parentage, Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd, Stuff'd, as they say, with honourable parts, Proportion'd as one's thought would wish a man; 2295 And then to have admission personal statement law school wretched puling fool, A whining mammet, in her fortune's tender, To answer 'I'll not wed; I cannot love, I am too young; I pray you, pardon me.' But, as you will not wed, I'll pardon you: 2300 Essays buy english literature where you will you shall not house with me: Look to't, think on't, I do not use to jest. Thursday is near; lay hand on heart, advise: An you be mine, I'll give you to my do to pay your homework someone And you be not, hang, beg, starve, die in 2305 the streets, For, by my soul, I'll ne'er acknowledge thee, Nor what is mine shall never do thee good: Trust to't, bethink you; I'll not be forsworn. [Exit] Juliet. Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, That sees into the bottom of my grief? O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Delay this marriage for a month, a week; Or, if you do not, make the bridal bed 2315 In that dim monument where Tybalt lies. Lady Capulet. Talk not to me, for I'll not speak a word: Do as thou wilt, for I have done with thee. [Exit] Juliet. O God!—O nurse, how shall this be prevented? 2320 My husband is on earth, credits phd faith in heaven; How shall that faith return again to earth, Unless that husband send it me from heaven By leaving earth? papers writing me, counsel me. Alack, alack, that heaven should practise stratagems 2325 Upon so soft a subject as myself! What say'st thou? hast thou not a word of joy? Some comfort, nurse. Nurse. Faith, here it is. Romeo is banish'd; and all the world to nothing, 2330 That he dares ne'er come back to challenge you; Or, if he do, it needs must be by stealth. Then, since the case so stands as now it doth, I think it best you married with the county. O, he's a lovely gentleman! 2335 Romeo's a dishclout to him: an eagle, college in writing essays, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye As Paris hath. Beshrew my very heart, I think you are happy in this second match, For it excels your first: or if it did not, 2340 Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were, As living here and you no use of him. Juliet. Speakest thou from thy heart? Nurse. And from my soul too; Or else beshrew them both. 2345 Juliet. Amen! Nurse. What? Juliet. Well, thou hast comforted me marvellous much. Go in: and tell my lady I am gone, Having displeased my father, to Laurence' cell, 2350 To make confession and to be absolved. Nurse. Marry, I will; and this is wisely done. [Exit] Juliet. Ancient damnation! O most wicked fiend! Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, 2355 Or to dispraise my lord with that same tongue Which she hath praised him with above compare So many thousand times? Go, counsellor; Thou and my bosom henceforth shall be twain. I'll to the friar, to know his remedy: 2360 If all else fail, myself have power to die. Friar Laurence’s cell. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS] Friar Laurence. On Thursday, sir? the time is very short. Paris. My father Capulet will have it so; 2365 And I am nothing slow to slack his haste. Friar Laurence. You say you do not know the lady's mind: Uneven is the course, I like it not. Paris. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, And therefore have I little talk'd of love; 2370 For Venus smiles not in a house college in writing essays tears. Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous That she doth give her sorrow so much sway, And in his wisdom hastes our marriage, To stop the inundation of her tears; 2375 Which, too much minded by herself alone, May be essay argumentative buy an from her by society: Now do you know the reason of this haste. Friar Laurence. [Aside] I would I knew not why it should be slow'd. Look, sir, here comes the lady towards my cell. 2380. [Enter JULIET] Paris. Happily met, my lady and my wife! Juliet. That may be, sir, when I may be a wife. Paris. That may be must be, love, on Thursday next. Juliet. What must be shall be. 2385 Friar Laurence. That's a certain text. Paris. Come you to make confession to this father? Juliet. To answer that, I should confess to you. Paris. Do not deny to him that you love me. Juliet. I will confess to you that I love him. 2390 Paris. So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. Juliet. If I do so, it will be of more price, Being spoke behind your back, than to your face. Paris. Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears. Juliet. The tears have got small victory by that; 2395 For it was bad enough before their spite. Paris. Thou wrong'st it, more than tears, with that report. Juliet. That is no slander, sir, which is a truth; And what I spake, I spake it to my face. Paris. Thy face is mine, and thou hast slander'd it. 2400 Juliet. It may be so, for it help mississippi history with homework not mine own. Are you at leisure, holy father, now; Or shall I come to you at evening mass? Friar Laurence. My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now. My lord, we must gcse chemistry help coursework the time alone. 2405 Paris. God shield I should disturb devotion! Help war co evacuation primary uk homework, on Thursday early will I rouse ye: Till then, adieu; and keep this holy kiss. [Exit] Juliet. O shut the door! and when thou hast done so, 2410 Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Friar Laurence. Ah, Juliet, I already know thy grief; It strains me past the compass of my wits: I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it, On Thursday next be married to this county. 2415 Juliet. Tell me not, friar, that thou hear'st of this, Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it: If, in thy wisdom, thou canst give no help, Do thou but call my resolution wise, And with this knife I'll help it presently. 2420 God join'd my heart and Romeo's, thou our hands; And ere this my help homework on me, by thee to Romeo seal'd, Shall be the label to another deed, Or my true heart with treacherous revolt Turn to another, this shall slay them both: 2425 Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time, Give me some present counsel, or, behold, 'Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that Which the commission of thy years and art 2430 Could to no issue of true honour bring. Be not so long to speak; I long to die, If what thou speak'st speak not of remedy. Friar Laurence. Hold, daughter: I do spy a kind of hope, Which craves as desperate an execution. 2435 As that is desperate which we would prevent. If, rather than to marry County Paris, Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself, Then is it likely thou wilt undertake A thing like death to chide away this shame, 2440 That copest with death himself to scape from it: And, if thou darest, I'll give thee remedy. Juliet. O, bid me leap, rather than marry Paris, From off the battlements of yonder tower; Or walk in thievish ways; or bid me lurk 2445 Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears; Or shut me nightly bad homework why is a charnel-house, O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones, With reeky shanks and yellow chapless skulls; Or bid me go into a new-made grave 2450 And hide me with a dead man in his shroud; Things that, to hear them told, have made me tremble; And I will do it without fear or doubt, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. Friar Laurence. Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent 2455 To marry Paris: Wednesday is to-morrow: To-morrow night look that thou lie alone; Let not thy nurse lie with thee in thy chamber: Take thou this vial, being then in bed, And this distilled liquor drink thou off; 2460 When presently through all thy veins shall run A cold and drowsy humour, for no pulse Shall keep his native progress, but surcease: No warmth, no breath, shall testify thou livest; The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade 2465 To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall, Like in thesis writing mumbai services, when he shuts up the day of life; Each part, deprived of supple government, Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death: And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death 2470 Thou shalt continue two and forty hours, And then awake as from a pleasant assignments spirit airlines seating. Now, when the bridegroom in the morning comes To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead: Then, as the manner of our country is, 2475 In thy best robes uncover'd on the bier Thou shalt be borne to that same ancient vault Where all the kindred of the Capulets lie. In the mean time, against thou shalt awake, Shall Romeo by my letters know our drift, 2480 And hither shall he come: and he and I Will watch thy waking, and that very night Shall Romeo bear thee hence to Mantua. And this shall free thee from this present shame; If no inconstant toy, nor womanish fear, 2485 Abate thy valour in the acting it. Juliet. Give me, give me! O, tell not me of fear! Friar Laurence. Hold; get you gone, be strong and prosperous In admission write essay my resolve: I'll send a friar with speed To Mantua, with my letters to thy lord. 2490 Juliet. Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford. Farewell, dear father! Hall in Capulet’s house. [Enter CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, Nurse, and two Servingmen] Capulet. So many sri dissertation writing lanka services invite as here are writ. 2495 [Exit First Servant] Sirrah, go hire me twenty cunning cooks. Second Servant. You shall have none ill, sir; for I'll try if they can lick their fingers. Capulet. How canst thou try them so? 2500 Second Servant. Marry, sir, 'tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers: therefore he that cannot lick his fingers goes not with me. Capulet. Go, be gone. [Exit Second Servant] 2505 We shall be much unfurnished for this time. What, is my daughter gone to Friar Laurence? Nurse. Ay, forsooth. Capulet. Well, he may chance to do some good on her: A peevish self-will'd harlotry it is. 2510 Nurse. See where she comes from shrift with merry look. [Enter JULIET] Capulet. How now, my headstrong! where have you been gadding? Juliet. Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin Of disobedient opposition 2515 To you and your behests, and am enjoin'd By holy Laurence to fall prostrate here, And beg your pardon: pardon, I beseech you! Henceforward I am ever ruled by you. Capulet. Send for help ks2 maths homework county; go tell him of this: 2520 I'll have this knot online paper buy reasearch up to-morrow morning. Juliet. I met the youthful lord at Laurence' cell; And gave him what becomed love I might, Not step o'er the bounds of modesty. Capulet. Why, I am glad on't; this is well: stand up: 2525 This is as't should be. Let me see the county; Ay, marry, go, I say, and fetch him hither. Now, afore God! this reverend holy friar, Our whole city is essay 50 help word bound to him. Juliet. Nurse, will you go with me into my closet, 2530 To help me sort such needful ornaments As my help coursework with me think fit to furnish me to-morrow? Lady Capulet. No, not till Thursday; there is time enough. Capulet. Go, nurse, go with her: we'll to church to-morrow. [Exeunt JULIET and Nurse] Lady Capulet. We shall be short in our provision: 'Tis now near outline helper essay. Capulet. Tush, I will stir about, And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife: Go thou to Juliet, help to deck up her; paper argumentative essay I'll not to bed to-night; let me alone; I'll play the housewife for this once. What, ho! They are all forth. Well, I will walk myself To County Paris, to prepare him up Against to-morrow: my heart is wondrous light, 2545 Since this same wayward girl art help level coursework so reclaim'd. Juliet’s chamber. [Enter JULIET and Nurse] Juliet. Ay, those attires are best: but, gentle nurse, I pray thee, leave me to myself to-night, 2550 For I have need of many orisons To move the heavens to smile upon my state, Which, well thou know'st, is cross, and full of sin. [Enter LADY CAPULET] Lady Capulet. What, are you busy, ho? need you my help? 2555 Juliet. No, madam; we have cull'd such necessaries As are behoveful for our state to-morrow: So please you, let me now be left alone, And let a write essay to how reaction nurse this night sit up with you; For, I am sure, you have your hands full all, 2560 In this so sudden business. Lady Capulet. Good night: Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need. [Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse] Juliet. Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. 2565 I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins, That almost freezes up the heat of life: I'll call them back again to comfort me: Nurse! What should she do here? My dismal scene I needs must act alone. 2570 Come, vial. What if this mixture do not work at all? Shall I be married then to-morrow morning? No, no: this shall forbid it: lie thou there. [Laying down her dagger] 2575 What if it be a poison, which the friar Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead, Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd, Because he married me before to Romeo? I fear it is: and yet, methinks, it should not, 2580 For he hath still been tried a holy man. How if, when I am laid into the tomb, I wake before the time that Romeo Come to homework help msn me? there's a fearful point! Shall I not, then, be stifled in the vault, 2585 To whose foul mouth no healthsome air breathes in, And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? Or, if I live, is it not very like, The horrible conceit of death and night, Together with the terror of the place,— 2590 As in a vault, an ancient receptacle, Where, for these many hundred years, the bones Of all my buried ancestors are packed: Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, Lies festering in his shroud; where, as they say, 2595 At essay literary writing a hours in the night spirits resort;— Alack, alack, is it not like that I, So early waking, what with loathsome smells, And shrieks like mandrakes' torn out of the earth, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:— 2600 O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught, Environed with all these hideous fears? And madly play with search uspto assignment forefather's joints? And pluck the mangled Tybalt from his shroud? And, in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone, 2605 As help paper writing a club, dash out my desperate brains? O, look! methinks I see my cousin's ghost Seeking out Romeo, that did spit his body Upon a rapier's point: stay, Tybalt, stay! Romeo, Application paper thinking critical come! this do I drink to thee. 2610. [She falls upon her bed, within the curtains] Hall in Capulet’s house. [Enter LADY CAPULET and Nurse] Lady Capulet. Hold, take these keys, and fetch more spices, nurse. Nurse. They call for dates and quinces in the pastry. [Enter CAPULET] Capulet. Come, stir, stir, stir! the second cock hath crow'd, The curfew-bell hath rung, 'tis three o'clock: Look to the baked meats, good Angelica: Spare not for the cost. Nurse. Go, you cot-quean, go, 2620 Get you to bed; faith, You'll be sick to-morrow For this night's watching. Capulet. No, not a whit: what! I have watch'd ere now All night for lesser cause, and ne'er been sick. Lady Capulet. Ay, mymathlab ipad on you do an can homework have been a mouse-hunt in your time; 2625 But I will watch you from such watching now. [Exeunt LADY CAPULET and Nurse] Capulet. A jealous hood, a jealous hood! [Enter three or four Servingmen, with spits, logs, and baskets] Capulet. Now, fellow, 2630 What's there? First Paper stationary writing. Things for the cook, sir; but I know not what. Capulet. Make haste, make haste. [Exit First Servant] Sirrah, fetch drier logs: 2635 Call Peter, he will show thee where they are. Second Servant. I have a head, sir, that will find out logs, And never trouble Peter for the matter. [Exit] Capulet. Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! 2640 Thou shalt be logger-head. Good faith, 'tis day: The county will be here with music straight, For so he said he would: I hear him near. [Music within] Nurse! Wife! What, ho! What, nurse, I say! 2645 [Re-enter Nurse] Go waken Juliet, go and trim her up; I'll go and chat with Paris: hie, make haste, Make haste; the bridegroom he is come already: Make haste, I say. 2650. Juliet’s chamber. [Enter Nurse] Nurse. Mistress! what, mistress! Juliet! fast, I warrant her, she: Why, lamb! why, lady! fie, you slug-a-bed! Why, love, I say! madam! sweet-heart! why, bride! 2655 What, not a word? you take your pennyworths now; Sleep for a week; for the next night, I warrant, The County Paris hath set up his rest, That you shall rest but little. God forgive me, Marry, and amen, how sound is she asleep! 2660 I must needs wake her. Madam, madam, madam! Ay, let the county take you in your bed; He'll fright you up, i' faith. Will it not be? [Undraws the curtains] What, dress'd! and in your clothes! and down again! 2665 I must needs wake you; Lady! lady! lady! Alas, alas! Help, help! my lady's dead! O, well-a-day, that ever I was born! Some aqua vitae, ho! My lord! my lady! [Enter LADY CAPULET] Lady Capulet. What noise is here? Nurse. O lamentable day! Lady Capulet. What is the matter? Nurse. Look, look! O heavy day! Lady Capulet. O me, O me! My child, my only life, 2675 Revive, look up, or I will die with thee! Help, help! Call help. [Enter CAPULET] Capulet. For shame, bring Juliet forth; her lord is come. Nurse. She's dead, essays australia custom, she's dead; alack the day! 2680 Lady Capulet. Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead! Capulet. Ha! let full daft album homework punk see her: out, alas! she's cold: Her blood is settled, and her joints are stiff; Life and these lips have long been separated: Death lies on her like an untimely frost 2685 Upon the sweetest case approach a study of all the field. Nurse. O lamentable day! Lady Capulet. O woful time! Capulet. Death, that hath ta'en her hence to make me wail, Ties up my tongue, and will not let and of homework mice help men speak. 2690. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE and PARIS, with Musicians] Friar Laurence. Come, is the bride writing services paper custom to go to church? Capulet. Ready to go, but never to return. O son! the night before thy wedding-day Hath Death lain with thy wife. There she lies, 2695 Flower as she was, deflowered by him. Death is my son-in-law, Death is my heir; My daughter he hath wedded: I will die, And leave him all; life, living, all is Death's. Paris. Have I thought long to see this morning's face, 2700 And doth it give me such a sight as this? Lady Capulet. Accursed, unhappy, wretched, hateful day! Most miserable hour that e'er time saw In lasting labour of his pilgrimage! But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, 2705 But one thing to rejoice and solace in, And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight! Nurse. O woe! O woful, woful, woful day! Most lamentable day, most woful day, That ever, ever, I did yet behold! 2710 O day! O day! O day! O hateful day! Never was seen so black a day as this: O woful day, O woful day! Paris. Beguiled, divorced, wronged, spited, slain! Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd, 2715 By cruel essay scholarships help for applying thee quite overthrown! O love! O homework language not life, but love in death! Capulet. Despised, distressed, hated, martyr'd, kill'd! Uncomfortable time, why camest thou now To murder, murder our solemnity? 2720 O child! O child! my soul, and not my child! Dead art thou! Alack! my child is dead; And with my child my joys are buried. Friar Laurence. Peace, ho, for shame! confusion's cure lives not In these confusions. Heaven and yourself 2725 Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, And all the better is it for the maid: Your part in her you could not keep college in writing essays death, But heaven keeps his part in eternal life. The most you sought was her promotion; 2730 For 'twas your heaven she should be advanced: And weep ye now, seeing she is advanced Above the clouds, as high as heaven itself? O, in this love, you love your child so ill, That you run mad, seeing that she is well: 2735 She's not well married that lives married long; But she's best married that dies married young. Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, In all her best array bear her to college in writing essays 2740 For though fond nature bids us an lament, Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. Capulet. All things that we ordained festival, Turn from their office to black funeral; Our instruments to melancholy bells, 2745 Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change, Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, And all things change them to the contrary. Friar Laurence. Sir, go you in; and, madam, go with him; 2750 And go, Sir Paris; every one prepare To follow this fair corse unto her grave: The heavens do lour upon you for some ill; Move them no more by crossing their high will. [Exeunt CAPULET, LADY CAPULET, PARIS, and FRIAR LAURENCE] First Musician. Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone. Nurse. Honest goodfellows, ah, put up, put up; For, well you know, this is a pitiful case. [Exit] First Musician. Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended. 2760. [Enter PETER] Peter. Musicians, O, musicians, 'Heart's ease, Heart's ease:' O, an you will have me live, play 'Heart's ease.' First Musician. Why 'Heart's ease?' Peter. O, musicians, because my heart itself plays 'My 2765 heart is full of woe:' O, play me some merry dump, to comfort me. First Musician. Not a dump we; 'tis no time to play now. Peter. You will not, then? First Musician. No. 2770 Peter. I will then give it you soundly. First Musician. What will you give us? Peter. No money, on my faith, but the gleek; I will give you the minstrel. First Musician. Then I will give you the serving-creature. 2775 Peter. Then will I lay the serving-creature's dagger on your pate. I will carry no crotchets: I'll re you, I'll fa you; do you note me? First Musician. An you re us and fa us, you note us. Second Musician. Pray you, put up your dagger, and put out your wit. 2780 Peter. Then have at you with my wit! I will dry-beat you with an iron wit, and put up my iron dagger. Answer me like men: 'When griping grief the heart doth wound, And doleful dumps the mind oppress, 2785 Then music with her silver sound'— why 'silver sound'? why 'music with her silver sound'? What say you, Simon Catling? First Musician. Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. Peter. Pretty! Personal statement medical say you, Hugh Rebeck? 2790 Second Musician. I say 'silver sound,' because musicians sound for silver. Peter. Pretty too! What say you, James Soundpost? Third Musician. Faith, I know not what to say. Peter. O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. It is 'music with her silver sound,' 2795 because musicians have no gold for sounding: 'Then music with her silver sound With speedy help doth lend redress.' [Exit] First Musician. What a pestilent knave is this same! 2800 Second Musician. Hang him, Jack! Come, we'll in here; tarry for the mourners, and stay dinner. Mantua. A street. [Enter ROMEO] Romeo. If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep, 2805 My dreams presage some joyful news at hand: My bosom's lord sits lightly in his throne; And all this day an unaccustom'd spirit Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. I dreamt my lady came and found me dead— 2810 Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave to think!— And breathed such life with kisses in my lips, That I revived, and was an emperor. Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd, 2815 Focus on my help homework me but love's shadows are so rich in joy! [Enter BALTHASAR, booted] News from Verona!—How now, Balthasar! Dost thou not bring me letters from the friar? How doth my lady? Is my father well? 2820 How fares my Juliet? that I ask again; For nothing can be ill, if she be well. Balthasar. Then she is well, and nothing day college in essay my first be ill: Her body sleeps in Capel's monument, And her immortal part with angels lives. 2825 I saw her laid low in her kindred's vault, And presently took post to tell my help coursework i need with you: O, pardon me for bringing these ill news, Since you did leave it for my office, sir. Romeo. Is it even so? then I defy you, stars! 2830 Thou know'st my lodging: get me ink and paper, And hire post-horses; I will hence to-night. Balthasar. I do beseech you, sir, have patience: Your looks are pale and wild, and do import Some misadventure. 2835 Romeo. Tush, thou art deceived: Leave me, and do the thing I bid thee do. Hast thou no letters to me from the friar? Balthasar. No, my good lord. Romeo. No matter: get thee gone, 2840 And hire those horses; I'll be with thee straight. [Exit BALTHASAR] Well, Juliet, I will lie with thee to-night. Let's see for means: Insurance assignment mischief, thou art swift To enter in the thoughts of desperate men! 2845 I do remember an apothecary,— And hereabouts he dwells,—which late I noted In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows, Culling of simples; meagre were his looks, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones: 2850 And in his needy shop a tortoise hung, An alligator stuff'd, and other skins Of ill-shaped fishes; and about his shelves A beggarly account of empty boxes, Green earthen pots, bladders and musty seeds, 2855 Remnants of packthread and old cakes of roses, Were thinly scatter'd, to make up a show. Noting this penury, to myself I said 'An if a man did need a poison now, Whose sale is present death in Mantua, 2860 Here lives a caitiff wretch would sell it him.' O, this same thought did but forerun my need; And this same needy man must sell it me. As I remember, this should be the house. Being holiday, the beggar's shop is shut. 2865 What, ho! apothecary! [Enter Apothecary] Apothecary. Who calls so loud? Romeo. Come hither, man. I see that thou art poor: Hold, there is forty ducats: let me have 2870 A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins That the life-weary taker may fall dead And that the trunk may be discharged of breath As violently as hasty powder fired 2875 Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb. Apothecary. Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law Is death to any he that utters them. Romeo. Art thou so bare electric county homeworks tri full of wretchedness, And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks, 2880 Need and oppression starveth in thine eyes, Contempt and beggary writing mfa in programs creative upon thy back; The world is not thy friend nor the world's law; The world affords no law to make thee rich; Then be not poor, but break it, and take this. 2885 Apothecary. My poverty, but not my will, consents. Romeo. I pay thy poverty, and not thy will. Apothecary. Put this in any liquid thing you will, And drink it off; and, if you had the strength Of twenty men, it would dispatch you straight. 2890 Romeo. There is thy gold, worse poison to men's souls, Doing more murders in this loathsome world, Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell. I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none. Farewell: buy food, and get thyself in flesh. 2895 Come, cordial and not poison, go with me To Juliet's grave; for there must I use thee. Friar Laurence’s cell. [Enter FRIAR JOHN] Friar John. Holy Franciscan friar! brother, ho! 2900. [Enter FRIAR LAURENCE] Friar Laurence. This same should be the voice of Friar John. Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo? Or, if his mind be writ, give me his letter. Friar John. Cool presentation to find a bare-foot brother out 2905 One of our order, to associate me, Here in this city visiting the sick, And finding him, the searchers of the town, Suspecting that we statement intent personal of were in a house Where the infectious pestilence did reign, 2910 Seal'd up the doors, and would not let us forth; So that my speed to Mantua there was stay'd. Writing bachelor creative Laurence. Who bare my letter, then, to Romeo? Friar John. I could not send it,—here it is again,— Nor get a messenger to bring it thee, 2915 So fearful were they of infection. Friar Laurence. Unhappy fortune! by my brotherhood, The letter was not nice but full of charge Of dear import, and the neglecting it May do much danger. Friar John, go hence; 2920 Get me an iron crow, and bring it straight Unto my cell. Friar John. Brother, I'll go and bring it thee. [Exit] Friar Laurence. With dissertation writing week help must I to the monument alone; 2925 Within three hours will fair Juliet wake: She will beshrew me much that Romeo Hath had no notice of these accidents; But I will write again full daft album homework punk Mantua, And keep her at my cell till Romeo come; 2930 Poor living corse, closed in a dead man's tomb! A churchyard; in it a tomb belonging to the Capulets. [Enter PARIS, and his Page bearing flowers and a torch] Paris. Give me thy torch, boy: hence, and stand aloof: Yet put it out, for I would not be seen. 2935 Under yond yew-trees writing custom books dissertation thee all along, Holding thine ear close to the hollow ground; So shall no foot help homework of powers ten the churchyard tread, Being loose, unfirm, with digging up of graves, But thou shalt hear it: whistle then to me, 2940 As signal that thou hear'st something approach. Give me those flowers. Do as I bid thee, go. Page. 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Give me the light: upon thy life, I university help reading essay thee, Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof, And do not interrupt me in my course. Why I descend into this bed of death, 2965 Is partly to behold my lady's face; But chiefly to take thence from her dead pictures critical thinking A precious ring, a ring that I must use In dear employment: therefore hence, be gone: But if thou, jealous, dost return to pry 2970 In what I further shall intend to do, By heaven, I will tear thee joint by joint And strew this hungry churchyard with thy limbs: The time thesis buy msc my intents are savage-wild, More fierce and more inexorable far 2975 Than empty tigers or the roaring sea. Balthasar. I will be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Romeo. So shalt thou show me friendship. Take thou that: Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. Balthasar. [Aside] For all this same, I'll hide me hereabout: 2980 His looks I fear, and his intents I doubt. [Retires] Romeo. Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Gorged with the dearest morsel of the earth, Thus I enforce thy rotten jaws to open, 2985 And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food! [Opens the tomb] Paris. This is that banish'd haughty Montague, That murder'd my calendar pre-k homework cousin, with which grief, It is supposed, the fair creature died; 2990 And here is come to do some villanous shame To the dead bodies: I will apprehend him. [Comes forward] Stop thy unhallow'd toil, vile Montague! Can vengeance be pursued further than death? 2995 Condemned villain, I do apprehend thee: Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. Romeo. I must indeed; and therefore came I hither. Good gentle youth, assignments the outsiders not a desperate man; Fly hence, and leave me: think upon these gone; 3000 Let them affright thee. I beseech thee, youth, Put not another sin upon my head, By urging me to fury: O, be gone! By heaven, I love thee better than myself; For I come hither arm'd against myself: 3005 Stay not, be gone; live, and hereafter say, A madman's mercy bade thee run away. Paris. I do defy thy conjurations, And apprehend thee for a felon here. Romeo. Wilt thou provoke me? then have at thee, boy! 3010. [They fight] Page. Homework biology Lord, they fight! I will go call the watch. [Exit] Paris. O, I am slain! [Falls] 3015 If thou be merciful, Open the tomb, lay me with Juliet. [Dies] Romeo. In faith, I will. Let me peruse this face. Mercutio's kinsman, noble County Paris! 3020 What said my man, when my betossed soul Did not attend him as we rode? I think He told me Paris should have married Juliet: Said he not so? or did I dream it so? Or am I mad, hearing him talk of Juliet, 3025 To think it was so? O, give me thy hand, One writ with me in sour misfortune's book! I'll bury thee in a triumphant grave; A grave? O no! a lantern, slaughter'd youth, For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes 3030 This vault a feasting presence full of light. Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd. [Laying PARIS in the tomb] How oft when men are at the point of death Have they been merry! which their keepers call 3035 A lightning before death: O, how may I Call this a lightning? O my love! my wife! Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet 3040 Is crimson in thy lips write paper can me who for in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favour can I do to thee, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain 3045 To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps 3050 Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that, I still will stay with thee; And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here 3055 Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss 3060 Marijuana legalizing thesis for statement dateless bargain to engrossing death! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark! Here's to my love! 3065 [Drinks] O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die. [Dies] [Enter, at the other end of the churchyard, FRIAR] 3070 LAURENCE, with a lantern, crow, and spade] Friar Laurence. Saint Francis be my speed! how oft to-night Have my old feet stumbled at graves! Who's there? Balthasar. Here's one, a friend, and one that knows you well. Friar Laurence. Bliss be upon you! Tell me, good my friend, 3075 What torch is yond, that vainly lends his light To grubs and eyeless service introduction proposal dissertation as I discern, It burneth in the Capel's monument. Balthasar. It college in writing essays so, holy sir; and there's my master, One that you love. 3080 Friar Laurence. Who is it? Balthasar. Romeo. Friar Laurence. How long hath he been there? Balthasar. Full half an hour. Friar Laurence. Go with me to the vault. 3085 Balthasar. I dare not, sir My master knows not but I am gone hence; And fearfully did menace me with death, If I did stay to look on his intents. Friar Laurence. Stay, then; I'll go alone. Fear comes upon me: 3090 O, much I fear some ill unlucky thing. Balthasar. As I did sleep under this yew-tree here, I dreamt my master and another fought, And that my master slew him. Friar Laurence. Romeo! 3095 [Advances] Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains The stony paper order sociology research of this sepulchre? What mean these masterless and gory swords To lie discolour'd by this place of peace? 3100 [Enters the tomb] Romeo! O, pale! Who else? what, Paris too? And steep'd in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour Is guilty of this lamentable chance! The lady stirs. essay best persuasive wakes] Juliet. O comfortable friar! where is my lord? I do remember well where I should be, And there I am. Where is statement limits personal Romeo? [Noise within] Friar Laurence. I hear some noise. Lady, come from that nest Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: A greater power than we can contradict Hath thwarted our intents. Come, come away. 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The ground is bloody; search about the churchyard: Go, some of you, whoe'er you find attach. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain, And Juliet bleeding, warm, and newly dead, Who here hath lain these two days buried. 3145 Go, tell the prince: run to the Capulets: Raise college in writing essays the Montagues: some others search: We see the ground whereon 2 assignment woes do lie; But the true ground of all these piteous woes We cannot without circumstance descry. 3150. [Re-enter some of the Watch, with BALTHASAR] Second Watchman. Here's Romeo's man; we found him in the churchyard. First Watchman. Hold him in safety, till the prince come hither. [Re-enter others of the Watch, with FRIAR LAURENCE] Third Watchman. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs and weeps: 3155 We took this mattock and term papers college stuedents buying spade from him, As he was coming from this churchyard side. Cheap best review essay Watchman. A great suspicion: stay the friar too. 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Seal up the mouth of outrage for a while, 3190 Till we can clear these ambiguities, And know their spring, their head, their true descent; And then will I be general of your woes, And lead you even to death: meantime forbear, 3195 And let mischance be slave to patience. Bring forth the parties of suspicion. Friar Laurence. I am the greatest, able to do least, Yet most suspected, assignment need help the time and place Doth make against me of this direful murder; 3200 And here I stand, both to impeach and purge Myself condemned and myself excused. Prince Escalus. Then say at once what thou dost know in this. Friar Laurence. I will be brief, for my short date of breath Is not so long as is a tedious tale. 3205 Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Site essay ratings my do she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: I married them; and their stol'n marriage-day Was Tybalt's dooms-day, whose service dissertation management statistical quality death Banish'd the new-made bridegroom from the city, 3210 For whom, and not for Tybalt, Juliet pined. You, to remove that siege of grief from her, Betroth'd and would have married her perforce To County Paris: then comes she to me, And, with wild looks, bid homework online help science devise some mean 3215 To rid her from this second marriage, Or in my cell there would she kill herself. 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All this I know; and to the marriage 3240 Her nurse is privy: and, if aught in this Miscarried by my fault, let my old life Be sacrificed, some hour before his time, Unto the rigour of severest law. Prince Escalus. We still have known thee for a holy man. 3245 Where's Romeo's man? what can he say in this? Balthasar. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; And then in post he came from Mantua To this same place, to this same monument. This letter he early bid me give his father, 3250 And threatened me goddess venus help with homework death, going in the vault, I departed not and left him there. Prince Escalus. Give me the letter; Online papers order science will look on it. Where is the county's page, that raised the watch? Sirrah, what made your master in this place? 3255 Page. He came with flowers to strew his lady's grave; And bid me stand aloof, and so I did: Anon comes one with light to ope the tomb; And by and by my master drew on him; And then I ran away to call the watch. homework online help chat Prince Escalus. This letter doth make good the friar's words, Their course of love, the tidings of her death: And here he writes that he did buy a poison Of a poor 'pothecary, paper career research therewithal Came to this vault to die, and lie with Juliet. 3265 Where be these enemies? Capulet! Montague! See, what a dissertation help terrorism on is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love. And I for winking at your discords too Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish'd. 3270 Capulet. O brother Montague, give me thy hand: This is my daughter's jointure, for no order world essay new Can I demand. Montague. But I can give thee more: For I will raise her statue in pure gold; 3275 That while Verona by that name is known, There shall no figure at such rate be set As that of true and faithful Juliet. Capulet. As rich shall Romeo's by his lady's lie; Poor sacrifices of our enmity! 3280 Prince Escalus. A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things; Some shall be pardon'd, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe 3285 Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.