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THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET - Novels
by William Shakespeare
in
English Love Stories
SCENE I. A public place.
Enter Sampson and Gregory armed with swords and bucklers.
SAMPSON.
Gregory, on my word, we’ll not carry coals.
GREGORY.
No, for then we should be colliers.
SAMPSON.
I mean, if we be in choler, we’ll draw.
GREGORY.
Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o’ the collar.
SAMPSON.
I strike quickly, being moved.
GREGORY.
But thou art not quickly moved to strike.
SAMPSON.
A dog of the house of Montague moves me.
GREGORY.
To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand: therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn’st away.
SAMPSON.
A dog of that house shall move me to stand.
I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s.
GREGORY.
That shows thee a weak slave, for the weakest goes to the wall.
SAMPSON.
True, and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Montague’s men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.
William Shakespeare ACT I SCENE I. A public place.Enter Sampson and Gregory armed with swords and bucklers. SAMPSON.Gregory, on my word, we’ll not carry coals. GREGORY.No, for then we should be colliers. SAMPSON.I mean, if we be in choler, ...Read Moredraw. GREGORY.Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o’ the collar. SAMPSON.I strike quickly, being moved. GREGORY.But thou art not quickly moved to strike. SAMPSON.A dog of the house of Montague moves me. GREGORY.To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand: therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn’st away. SAMPSON.A dog of that house shall
SCENE II. 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 ...Read More’tis you liv’d at odds so long.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 prideEre we may think her ripe to be a bride. PARIS.Younger than she are
SCENE III. Room in Capulet’s House.Enter Lady Capulet and Nurse. LADY CAPULET.Nurse, where’s my daughter? Call her forth to me. NURSE.Now, by my maidenhead, at twelve year old,I bade her come. What, lamb! What ladybird!God forbid! Where’s this girl? ...Read MoreJuliet! 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,We must talk in secret. Nurse, come back again,I have remember’d me, thou’s hear our counsel.Thou knowest my daughter’s of a pretty age. NURSE.Faith, I can tell her age unto an hour. LADY CAPULET.She’s not
SCENE IV. A Street.Enter Romeo, Mercutio, Benvolio, with five or six Maskers; Torch-bearers and others. ROMEO.What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?Or shall we on without apology? BENVOLIO.The date is out of such prolixity:We’ll have no Cupid ...Read Morewith a scarf,Bearing a Tartar’s painted bow of lath,Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper;Nor no without-book prologue, faintly spokeAfter the prompter, for our entrance:But let them measure us by what they will,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
SCENE V. A Hall in Capulet’s House.Musicians waiting. Enter Servants. FIRST SERVANT.Where’s Potpan, that he helps not to take away?He shift a trencher! He scrape a trencher! SECOND SERVANT.When good manners shall lie all in one or two men’s ...Read Moreand they unwash’d too, ’tis a foul thing. FIRST SERVANT.Away with the join-stools, remove the court-cupboard, look to the plate. Good thou, save me a piece of marchpane; and as thou loves me, let the porter let in Susan Grindstone and Nell. Antony and Potpan! SECOND SERVANT.Ay, boy, ready. FIRST SERVANT.You are looked for and called for, asked for and