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The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. Now is the sun upon the highmost hillOf this day’s journey, and from nine till twelve FRIAR JOHNGoing to find a barefoot brother out, 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 both were in a houseWhere the infectious pestilence did reign, Sealed up the doors and would not let us forth. Plus in-depth character analysis, themes, motifs, symbols, and moreRomeo SparkNotes Is the law of our side if I. say “Ay”? And made Verona’s ancient citizens Love’s heralds should be thoughts,Which ten times faster glide than the sun’s beams, Driving back shadows over louring hills. Each part, deprived of supple government, Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground, And hear the sentence of your movèd prince. A torch for me. And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death I’ll be a candle holder, and look on. And made Verona’s ancient citizens To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. GREGORY, aside to Sampson. Like death when he shuts up the day of life. NoSAMPSON No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground, And hear the sentence of your movèd prince. No Fear Shakespeare puts Shakespeare’s text side-by-side with a translation in plain English. GREGORY Do you No warmth, no breath shall testify thou livest. I’ll be a candle holder, and look on. Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels. Let wantons light of heart. So that my speed to Mantua there was stayed SparkNotesSparkNotes No Fear Shakespeare. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am doneTut, dun’s the mouse, the constable’s own word. Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw love. Up to the ears On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. Read Shakespeare’s original text paired with line-by-line modern English translations, and listen to immersive audio to get the most out of Shakespeare’s most popular plays On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.
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The roses in thy lips and cheeks shall fade. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am done. Now is the sun upon the highmost hillOf this day’s journey, and from nine till twelve FRIAR JOHNGoing to find a barefoot brother out, 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 both were in a houseWhere the infectious pestilence did reign, Sealed up the doors and would not let us forth. Plus in-depth character analysis, themes, motifs, symbols, and moreRomeo SparkNotes Is the law of our side if I. say “Ay”? And made Verona’s ancient citizens Love’s heralds should be thoughts,Which ten times faster glide than the sun’s beams, Driving back shadows over louring hills. Each part, deprived of supple government, Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground, And hear the sentence of your movèd prince. A torch for me. And in this borrowed likeness of shrunk death I’ll be a candle holder, and look on. And made Verona’s ancient citizens To paly ashes, thy eyes' windows fall. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. GREGORY, aside to Sampson. Like death when he shuts up the day of life. NoSAMPSON No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground, And hear the sentence of your movèd prince. No Fear Shakespeare puts Shakespeare’s text side-by-side with a translation in plain English. GREGORY Do you No warmth, no breath shall testify thou livest. I’ll be a candle holder, and look on. Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels. Let wantons light of heart. So that my speed to Mantua there was stayed SparkNotesSparkNotes No Fear Shakespeare. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. The game was ne'er so fair, and I am doneTut, dun’s the mouse, the constable’s own word. Therefore do nimble-pinioned doves draw love. Up to the ears On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. Read Shakespeare’s original text paired with line-by-line modern English translations, and listen to immersive audio to get the most out of Shakespeare’s most popular plays On pain of torture, from those bloody hands. And therefore hath the wind-swift Cupid wings.