zh-CNiwms.net pic/logo.gif http://www.enun.cn Mon, 28 Apr 2008 10:43:09 GMT PERSONS REPRESENTED
Escalus, Prince of Verona.
Paris, a young Nobleman, kinsman to the Prince.
Montague,}Heads of two Houses at variance with each other. Capulet, } An Old Man, Uncle to Capulet.
Romeo, Son to Montague.
Mercutio, Kinsman to the Prince, and Friend to Romeo.
B...]]> Mon, 21 Jan 2008 06:25:56 GMT Beauty's ensign yet ¡¡¡¡
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, ¡¡¡¡
And death's pale flag is not advanced there. ¡¡¡¡
Dear Juliet, ¡¡¡¡
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe ¡¡¡¡
That unsubstantial Death is amorous, ¡¡¡¡
Keeps thee here is dark to be his paramour?¡¡¡¡
Here. O, here will i set up my e...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:51 GMT We see the ground whereon these woes do lie; But the true ground of all these piteous woes We cannot without circumstance descry.
(Re-enter some of the Watch with Balthasar.)
2 Watch. Here's Romeo's man; we found him in the churchyard.
1 Watch. Hold him in safety til...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:50 GMT Scene I. Mantua. A Street.
(Enter Romeo.)
Romeo. If I may trust the flattering eye of sleep, 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...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:49 GMT (Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris, with Musicians.)
Friar. Come, is the bride ready 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 bride:--there she lies, Flower as she was, deflowered by him. Death is...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:48 GMT Scene I. Friar Lawrence's Cell.
(Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris.)
Friar. On Thursday, sir? the time is very short.
Paris. My father Capulet will have it so; And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.
Friar. You say you do not know the lady's mind: Uneve...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:47 GMT 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?
Lady Capulet. That same villain Romeo.
Juliet. Villain and he be many miles asunder.-- God pardon him! I do, with all my h...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:46 GMT 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. Take up those cords. Poor ropes, you are beguil'd, Both you and I; for Romeo is exil'd: He...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:45 GMT Scene I. 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, And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl; For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.
Mercut...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:44 GMT Friar. For doting, not for loving, pupil mine.
Romeo. And bad'st me bury love.
Friar. Not in a grave To lay one in, another out to have.
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.
...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:43 GMT (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!
Mercutio. He is...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:42 GMT Tybalt. This, by his voice, should be a Montague.-- Fetch me my rapier, boy:--what, dares the slave Come hither, cover'd with an antic face, To fleer and scorn at our solemnity? Now, by the stock and honour of my kin, To strike him dead I hold it not a sin.
Capulet. Why, how now, kinsman! wher...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:41 GMT Servant. Up.
Romeo. Whither?
Servant. To supper; to our house.
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 ric...]]> Wed, 26 Dec 2007 06:20:40 GMT Scene I. A public place.
(Enter Sampson and Gregory armed with swords and bucklers.)
Sampson. Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.
Gregory. No, for then we should be colliers.
Sampson. I mean, an we be in choler we'll draw.
Gregory. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out...]]> Wed, 14 Jun 2006 04:10:57 GMT Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, ¡¡¡¡
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.¡¡¡¡
Thou are not conquered. ¡¡¡¡
Beauty's ensign yet ¡¡¡¡
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, ¡¡¡¡
And death's pale flag is not advanced there. ¡¡¡¡
Dear Juliet, ¡¡¡¡
Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe ¡¡¡¡
Th...]]>