Romeo and Juliet. With alterations, and an additional scene: by D. Garrick, as it is performed at the Theatre-Royal in Drury-laneJ. & R. Tonson and S. Draper, 1753 - 12 psl. |
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... Prince with Attendants . Prin . Rebellious fubjects , enemies to peace , Prophaners of your neighbour - ftained fteel- Will they not hear ? what ho ! you men ! you beafts , That That quench the fire of your pernicious rage , With 8 ...
... Prince with Attendants . Prin . Rebellious fubjects , enemies to peace , Prophaners of your neighbour - ftained fteel- Will they not hear ? what ho ! you men ! you beafts , That That quench the fire of your pernicious rage , With 8 ...
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... prince . Three civil broils , bred of an airy word , By thee , old Capulet , and Mountague , Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets : Aud made Verona's ancient citizens Caft by their grave befeeming ornaments ; To wield old ...
... prince . Three civil broils , bred of an airy word , By thee , old Capulet , and Mountague , Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets : Aud made Verona's ancient citizens Caft by their grave befeeming ornaments ; To wield old ...
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... prince will doom thee death , If thou art taken : hence , begone , away . Rom . O ! I am fortune's fool . [ Exit Romeo . III . SCENE Enter Prince , Mountague , Capulet , Citizens , & c . Prince . WHERE are the vile beginners of this ...
... prince will doom thee death , If thou art taken : hence , begone , away . Rom . O ! I am fortune's fool . [ Exit Romeo . III . SCENE Enter Prince , Mountague , Capulet , Citizens , & c . Prince . WHERE are the vile beginners of this ...
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... Prince , For blood of ours , fhed blood of Mountague . Prin . Benvolio , who began this fray ! Ben . Tibalt here flain ; Romeo befpake him fair , bid him bethink How nice the quarrel was , and urg'd withal Your high displeasure : all ...
... Prince , For blood of ours , fhed blood of Mountague . Prin . Benvolio , who began this fray ! Ben . Tibalt here flain ; Romeo befpake him fair , bid him bethink How nice the quarrel was , and urg'd withal Your high displeasure : all ...
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... art wedded to calamity . Rom . Father , what news ? what is the prince's doom ? What forrow craves acquaintance at my hand , That I yet know not ? Fri. Fri. Too familiar Is my dear fon with fuch four 40 ROMEO and JULIET .
... art wedded to calamity . Rom . Father , what news ? what is the prince's doom ? What forrow craves acquaintance at my hand , That I yet know not ? Fri. Fri. Too familiar Is my dear fon with fuch four 40 ROMEO and JULIET .
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14 psl. - Prick'd from the lazy finger of a maid : Her chariot is an empty hazel-nut, Made by the joiner squirrel, or old grub, Time out of mind the fairies' coach-makers. And in this state she gallops night by night Through lovers...
13 psl. - She is the fairies' midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate-stone On the forefinger of an alderman, Drawn with a team of little atomies Athwart men's noses as they lie asleep : Her waggon-spokes made of long spinners...
21 psl. - Would through the airy region stream so bright, That birds would sing, and think it were not night — See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand ! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek ! Jul.
14 psl. - True, I talk of dreams ; Which are the children of an idle brain, Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, Which is as thin of substance as the air, And more inconstant than the wind, who wooes Even now the frozen bosom of the north, And, being anger'd, puffs away from thence, Turning his face to the dew-dropping south.
14 psl. - Tickling a parson's nose as a' lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice; Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes; And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
24 psl. - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
38 psl. - Give me my Romeo: and when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.
25 psl. - Tis almost morning; I would have thee gone: And yet no further than a wanton's bird; Who lets it hop a little from her hand, Like a poor prisoner in his twisted gyves, And with a silk thread plucks it back again, So loving-jealous of his liberty.
21 psl. - But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks! It is the east, and Juliet is the sun ! — Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she...
54 psl. - Alack, alack, is it not like that I So early waking, what with loathsome smells And shrieks like mandrakes...