Original Text Prologue Enter CHORUS chorus “Two households, both aka in igity (in fait Verona, where we lay our scene), From anciot grudge broak to now muti, ‘where cv blood makes civil hans unclean, From loth the fatal ois ofthese mo foes pair ol sar-rossed lovers take tet if, ‘Whose misadventured piteous overtrows Doth with ther death bury the parents ste “Tho fearful passage oftheir death-marked love ‘And the continuance oftheir parents rage, ‘Whe, but thei ehidrea’e end, naught could remove, Is now the two hours trafic of our stage— ‘The whic, i! you wth patent ears aon, ‘What here shall miss, curt shal strive to mend. Ext Act 1, Scene 1 Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY ofthe house of ‘Capulet, with swords and bucklors ‘SAMPSON Gregory, on my werd, wel nat cary coal. GREGORY No, for hen we shoul be calters. ‘SAMPSON I mean, an we be in cole, welt craw. GREGORY ‘Ay, ile you ve, draw your neck out of coll. ‘SAMPSON | ste quietly, being moved. GREGORY But thou at not quickly moved to stike ‘SAMPSON ‘dog ol the house o! Montague moves me GREGORY “To mave isto sti, and to be valiant st stand ‘Thotefre if hou aft moved thou runt away, ‘SAMPSON ‘Ado ofthat house shall move moo stand wil {ake the wal of any man or maid of Montague's. No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text The CHORUS enters. cHonUS Inthe beaut ity of Verona, whore our story takes place, a long-standing hatred between two famitee erate into new vielence, ang cltzens stain their hands wth the blood of thei fellow citizens. Two unlucky heen ofthese enamy famites become lovers and commit suede, Theie Unfortunate deaths put an end io ther parts’ feud. Forthe next two hours, we will watch the sary oftheir doomed fove an ter parents anger, wich nothing but he children's deaths ‘oud stop you Kton to ue pation, wall make Uuptor everthing we've let cut inthis profogue onstage The CHORUS exis, SAMPSON ard GREGORY, servarts ofthe Capulet tamil, enter caring swords and small ‘shies. ‘SAMPSON Gregory. | swear, wo cai lt them hurt us. We won't take ther garbage, GREGORY {teasing SAMPSON) No, because then we'd be dgatbagemen, ‘SAMPSON What mean i, they make us angry well pul out our swords GREGORY Maybe you should focus on pling yourset out of trouble, Sampson, ‘SAMPSON "nit ara whan fm angry. GREGORY Butits hard to make you snr SAMPSON One of those dogs ftom the Montague house can make me angry. GREGORY ‘Angry enough to runaway. You wont stand and fight ‘SAMPSON 'Adog from that house wil make me angry {enough fo ake a stand. pass one of them on the sree. aka the side closer othe wall and let hin walkin the gutterOriginal Text Act 1, Scene 1, Page 2 GREGORY ‘That shows thee a weak slave, for the weakest goes. te the wall ‘SAMPSON “is tue, and theretoe women, being the weaker vescais, are ever thus othe wall. Therefore I wil ‘bush Montague’s men trom the wal, ang thrust hss maids to the wal, GREGORY ‘The quaral is between our masters and us ther men, ‘SAMPSON “is all one. | wl show myself a tyrant. When have feught with the men | willbe cv with he maids. wil cutoff ther heads, GREGORY “The heads ofthe maids? ‘SAMPSON ‘Ay, tho heads of he maids, or thei maidechoads. “Take itn what sense thou wl GREGORY ‘Thay must take itn sense that foe it ‘SAMPSON Me they shall foe while 1am able to stand, and ‘is known | am a prety piece o flesh GREGORY "Ts vallthou art et fish. Hf thou hadet, thou hadst ‘been poor john. Enter ABRAM and another SERVINGMAN Draw thy toll Here comes ofthe house of Montagues. ‘SAMPSON My naked weapon is aut. Qual will back thee. Act 1, Scene 1, Page 3 GREGORY How? Turn thy back and run? ‘SAMPSON Fear me rat GREGORY No, many. Hearthee ‘SAMPSON Lot take the law of our ides. Lat them bogin, No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text GREGORY Tat means you'e the wesk one, because weaklings got pushed up against he wall ‘SAMPSON You'e right. Thats why gis get pushed up against wals—teyre weak. So what do is Bush the Montague men into the set andthe Montague women up against the wal GREGORY The fights between our masters, and we men who werk for them, ‘SAMPSON Its al he same, Pi bea harsh master to them, ‘Mtor ight the men ibe nice tothe women —I cutotf ther heads GREGORY (x ot heir neads? You mean theiriderheads? ‘SAMPSON Cx off their heads, take thei maidenbeads— whatever. Take my remark in whichever sense you ke. GREGORY ‘Tao women you rape are the ones who'l have te “sensei ‘SAMPSON ‘Toy fel me as long as can oop an erection. Everybody knows Im ance pica of fash. GREGORY ts a goed thing you're nota piece of fish You'ecrec anc shrveled Ike sated Hh ‘ABRAM and another servart ofthe Montagues enter Poul out your toe now, These guys are rom the house of Montague ‘SAMPSON "have my naked eword out, Fight, ll back you up. GREGORY How wil you back me up—by tuning your back and running away? SAMPSON Don't wory about me GREGORY No, eal. | amworied about you! SAMPSON Lets not break he law by stating a fight. LetOriginal Text GREGORY |i frown as 1 pass by, and let hem take it as they ist ‘SAMPSON Nay, as they dare. wil te my thumb at them, wien ‘sa cegrace to them, they bear i (bites is thumb) ABRAM Do you bite your thumb a us, si? ‘SAMPSON | ta my thumb, st ABRAM Do you bite your thumb a us, si? ‘SAMPSON (esiae to GREGORY) Ith law four side if | eay “ay? GREGORY (aside to SAMPSON) Ne, ‘SAMPSON No, sr 'do nat bite my thumb at you, sr, but bite iy thumb, i GREGORY Do you quarol si? ABRAM (Quarrel, 81? No, sr. Act 1, Scene 1, Page 4 ‘SAMPSON Butif you do, er, am foryou: I serve as good a man 8 you. ABRAM. No beter. ‘SAMPSON Wel, st Enter BENVOLIO. GREGORY (aside to SAMPSON) Say "beter." Here comes one (of my master's kinsmen ‘SAMPSON (fo ABRAM) Yes, bttr, si ABRAM. Youle ‘SAMPSON Draw, if you be men.—Gregory, remomter thy washing tow. They fight No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text thom stan something, GREGORY [lroum at them as they pass by. and they can react however they want SAMPSON "You mean however they dare. lite my hum at thom, Thats an ing, and i hoy let me get away wth ithey tbe Ashonored, (GAMPSONDies his mt) ABRAM Hey, are you bing your thumb at us? ‘SAMPSON Fm ting my thurs ABRAM ‘re you biting your thu at us? ‘SAMPSON (asge 10 GREGORY) Is the law on our side it | say yee? GREGORY {asco 1o SAMPSON) No, ‘SAMPSON (Wo ABRAM) No, s,m not ting my thumb at you, but Lam biting my thumb. GREGORY ‘re you tying o start a fight? ABRAM Stara tight? No, si, ‘SAMPSON you want to fight, fm your man. My employer is 8 good as yours, ABRAM ut e's not beter than mine ‘SAMPSON Well then. BENVOLIO enters. GREGoRY {speaking so that only SAMPSON can hear) Say “better” Here comes one of my emplayers relatives. ‘SAMPSON {fo ABRAM) Yos, bation” si ABRAM You fe, ‘SAMPSON Pull out your swords if youre mon. Gregory, remember how o slash They fightOriginal Text BENVOLIO (craws hs sword) Pan, ool! Putup your swords. You krow not what you co. Enter TYBALT ‘TYBALT ‘What, art thou drawn amang these heartless hinds? “Turn thee, Benvalo, Look upon thy death Act 1, Scene 1, Page 5 BENVOLIO |i but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, ‘Ormanage itto part hese men with me. TYBALT ‘What, drawn, and tak of peace? Ihate the word, ‘As | hate hel, all Montagues, and the, Have atthee, coward! They fight Enter three or four CITIZENS, with clubs or partisans omens ‘Cube. bls, and parteane!Strkel Beat them down! ‘Down withthe Gapuiets! Down withthe Montagues! Enter old CAPULET ints gown, and his wie, LADY ‘CAPULET cAPULET ‘What nig fe thie? Give me my lng awed, ho! Lavy caputeT ‘Acutch, a eich! Why call you fora sword? Entor old MONTAGUE and his wile, LADY MONTAGUE cAPULET My sword, | say! Olé Montague 's come, ‘And fourshes his blade inspite of ma MONTAGUE ‘Thou vila Capult Hold me not. Let me go. LaDy MONTAGUE ‘Thou shal not at ane foot seek @ foe. Act 1, Scene 1, Page 6 Enter PRINCE ESCALUS, with his train PRINCE Robolious sutocts, anomie 1 peace, Profane o ths nelghborstanédstee— No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text BENVOLIO (puting out his sword) Break it up, you fools. Put your swords away. You dontknow what youre doing. TYBALT enters TVBALT What? You've pulled outyour sword to fight wth these womthless servants? Turnaround, Benvllo, and look at the man who's going to kil you BENVOLIO "monty tying to Keep the peace. Ether put away your sword or use it to help me stop tis fio. TYBALT What? You take out your sword and thon take about peace? | hate the word peace tke I ate hel, al Montagues, and you. Lets go ati coward! BENVOLIO and TYBALT fit. Three or ourCITIZENS of te watch enter wth olibs and spears. comzens Use your elite and spears! Hithom! Beat them down! Down wit the Gapulets! Down with the Montagues! CAPULET enters in his gown, together with is ‘fe, LADY CAPULET. cAPULET Whate thie nego” Give me my long ewora! Come Lay cAPULET ‘crutch, you need a eutch—why are you asking foraswor? MONTAGUE enters with his sword raw, together wih his wile, LADY MONTAGUE. CAPULET | want my sword. Old Montague is here, and he's waving his sword around just e make me mad MONTAGUE Caputo, you vin (hi wife holds him ‘back)Don' stop me. Let me go. LADY MONTAGUE, You's not taking one step towed an enemy. PRINCE ESCALUS enters wit his escort PRINCE (shouting atthe rioters) You rebels! Enemies of the peace! Men wo turn their weapons againstNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Wit they rothear?—What, hol You men, you beasts, “Tnat quench the fre of your pemicious rage itn purpefountans ising rom your vans, (On pain of ore, rom those bloody hands ‘Toyow your mistempered weapons to the ground, [And hear the sentence of your mavéd prince. “Taree chiral, bred olan airy word, By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have tice deturbod the que of ur toot ‘And made Veronals ancient sizens (Cast by thar grave-beseeming omamens, “To wiold old partisans in hands as ob, ‘Cankered wih peace, to part your cankred hate. Hever you distur our streets again, ‘Your Ives shal pay the frtt of the peace. Fer this ime, all the rest depart aay. ‘You, Capule, shal go along with me, And, Montague, come you this attemoon ‘Toknow cur farther pleasure his case, “To old Free-iown, our common judgment place. ‘Once moro, on pain of doath, all mon depart Exeunt al but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, ‘and BENVOIO MONTAGUE ‘Who se this ancient quare new abroach’? ‘Speak, nephew. Were you by when it began? Act 1, Scene 1, Page 7 BENVOLIO Here were the servants of your adversary, Aid yours, close fighting re | eid approach, I erew to part them. In the instant came The fey Tybalt, wih his sword prepared, Which, as he breathed defiance to my ear, He swung about his head and cut he winds, Who, nothing hut witha, hissed him in seam, While we were interchanging thrusts and blows, Came more and more and fought on part and pat, Til the Prince care, who parted either par. LADY MONTAGUE, Oh, where is Romeo? Gav you im tocay? Fight clad |am he was nt al his tay. BENVOLIO ‘Madam, an hour before the worshipped sun Peored fori the golden window ofthe east, A tube mind dove me to walk abroad, Whore, undomeath the grove of sycamore ‘Tat wastwars rootth tom this ey se, So eary waking di | se0 your son. Towards hin | made, but he was ware of me [Ard stole into the covert the woed. | measuring his atfections by my ow, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Modern Text their own neighbors—They won listen to me?— You there! You men, you beasts, who satsy your anger with fountains of each otha blood! I have you tortured if you don’ put down your ‘swords aniston to your angry prince,(MONTAGUE, CAPULET, and their Iolewars trow down ther weapons) Three times now tats have broken out inthis city, al because of a casual word ftom you, old Capulet and Montague. Three imes tne peace has been distuted in our street, and Verona's od ciizens have had t take oftheir cress clothes and pick Uuprusty old spears fo part you. I yau ever cause ‘disturbance on our streets agai, youl payforit with your ves. Everyone ese, go away for now. (Wo CAPULET) You, Capulet, come with me (to MONTAGUE) Moniague, this afieroon come to la Freetown, the coun where I deliver judgments and tell you what else I want trom YOU. As forthe rest of you, l say this once more: 10 away or bo put to doath, Everyone exits excep! MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, ard BENVOLIO, MONTAGUE Who started ths old itt up again? Speak, nephew. Were you here when it started? BENVOLIO. ‘Your sarvants were fighting your enemy's servants before | got here. drow my sword to part them, Right the, that hothead Tybalt ‘Showed up with his sword reagy. He tauréed me land waved he sword around, making the air his. AS we were trading lows, more and mare People showed up to join the fight, uni the Prince came and broke everyone up. LADY MONTAGUE Oh, where's Remec? Have you seen him today? "'m glade wasn here fortis ight. BENVOLIO Madar, | ad alot on my mind an bour before dawn this morning, so | went fr a walk Undereath the Sycamare grove that grows on the west side othe city, saw your son taking an ‘ary-morning walk. | neaded toward him, but ne ‘saw me coming and hidin the woods. thought hhe must be feeling the same way Iwas—wanting tobe alone anc tired of his own company. | figured be was avoiding me, and was perfectly happy o leave him alone and keep to mystOriginal Text Being one too many by my weary sl Pursued my humor nct pursuing his ‘Ard gladly shunned who gladly fed tom me. MONTAGUE Many 2 morning hath he there boon se Wels tears augmenting te reeh morning's dow, ‘Adding to clouds more clouds wih his deep sighs, But all 20 200n ae the a-cheerng sun ‘Shoulgin the farthest east begin to draw The shady curtains from Aurora's bed, ‘Away from baht steals home ny heavy son, Act 1, Scene 1, Page 8 [And pevate in is chamber pers himeet, Shuts up his windows, locks fai dayght out, [And makes himsel an erfical night. Black and potentous must this humor prove Unis good counsel may tho cause remove, BENVOLIO My roble unie, do you know the cause? MonTaGuE neither know it nor can learn of him BENVOLIO, Have you importuned him by any means? MONTAGUE Both by myeelf and many other hends. But h, his own atfections' counsel, |s tohinset— wil not say how tue, But to himset so secret and so dose, 80 far itm sourcing and discovery, Asis the bud bit with an envious worm, Ero ho can spread hie eweot oavos to tho air, (Or dedicate his beauty tothe same. Could we butleam irom whenoe his sows grow, We would as vilingy ive cute as know. Enver ROMEO BENVOLIO See, where he comes So please you, step aside. know his grievance or be much doniod. MonTAGUE | woulé thou wert so happy by thy stay To hear tue ehrit.Come, madam, ats away. -Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE Act 1, Scene 1, Page 9 BENVOLIO No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text MONTAGUE He's been seen there many momings. crying tears that add crops tothe moming dew and making a coudy day cloucer vith ris sighs, But {38 s00n ae the un rises in the east, my ead 29 ‘comes home to escape the Fight He locks himself up alone in his beckoom, shuts his windows fo keep out the beaut dayight land makes himself an arfcia right. This mood ‘this is going o bring bad news, unless ‘sompone emart ean fi what batering him BENVOLIO My noble uncle, do you krow why he act his ae MonTAGUE I conitknow, ard he won't tll me. BENVOLIO Have you done everything you could to make him ol you tne reason”? MONTAGUE Ie ted, and many of cur fiends have tied to ‘make him talk but he keeps hie thoughts to Himsel. He doesn't want any fend but himset, ‘ara though Iden’ krow whether he's ‘a goodriend to himslf,he cartainy keeps his ‘on secret, He's lke a lower bud thal wont ‘open iself upto the world because ite boon ‘alsoned trom within by parastes. i we could only find out why e's sa, we'd be as eager to help him as we were to lear the reason for Ns sadness, ROMEO enters. BENVOLIO Look—here he comes. If you don't mind, please ‘stop asice. Hel either have tell me what's wrong or 62 tell me no aver and aver. MonTaGUE [hope youre lucky enough to ear the tue story by sicking around. (this wile) Come, madam, lets 0 MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE exit. BENVOLIOOriginal Text Good morrow, cousin ROMEO Is the day 20 young? BENVOLIO But naw stuck nine. ROMEO ‘Ay me! Sad hours seem long Was tha my father that went hence so fast? BENVOLIO twas. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? ROMEO Not having that which, having, makes them shor BENVOLIO Inlove? ROMEO ou. BENVOLIO Otiove? ROMEO Out he favor, where lam in ove BENVOLIO Als, that love, so gente in his view, ‘Shoulebe sotyrannous and rough in proot ROMEO ‘Alas, that love, whose vow is muti st, ‘Shout, without eyes, see pathways to his will Whare shal we dine?—O me! What fay was here? Yet tll me no, for Ihave hea ital. Here's much odo witn hate out more wit love Wy then, 0 brawing love, O loving hate, anyining of nothing ts rested! O heavy ightnes, serous vanity, Missnapen chaos of wol-saeming iors! Feather of lea, bright smoke, cal, sick heath Silkwaking steep that isnot what tis! This love ea | tat fel no lave in ths. Dost how not ough? Act 1, Scene 1, Page 10 BENVOLIO No, co, | rather woop, ROMEO Good heart at what? BENVOLIO Atty good heart's oppression, ROMEO Wry, such is love's wansgresson. Gets of mine own be heavy in my breast, Which tou wilt propagate, to have it pressed No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text Good moring, cousin ROMEO 's that eary in the day? BENVOLIO. Its only just now nine osock ROMEO Ch my, tme goes by slowly when you're sad Was that my father who lat herein such a huey? BENVOLIO, ‘was. What's making you so sad and your hours solong? ROMEO "con't have the thing that makes time ty BENVOLIO You'einleve? ROMEO out BENVOLIO Out ove? ROMEO ove someone. She doesn’ love me BENVOLIO 1's Sad, Love looks tke a nce thing, ut i's ‘actully very rough when you experience ROMEO Whats sadis that lve s supposed tobe bing but ican sti make you do whatever it wants. So, where should we eat? (eaeing blood) On my! ‘What ight happened here? No, don't tell me—t kaw all about &. Ths ght has alt to do with hatred, butit has mar todo with love. O Drawing love! O loving hate! Love that comes ‘rem nothing! Sad happiness! Serious foolishness! Beautiful things muddled together into an ugly mess! Love is heavy ana ligt bright ‘and dark Holand cod, sick and heathy, asleep and awake—i's everthing except what itis! THs is the ve feo, hough noone loves ma back. ‘Are you laughing? BENVOLIO No, cousin, Pmening ROMEO Good man, why are you eye? BENVOLIO. "im ering because of how sad you are ROMEO ‘Yes, his is what love does. My sachess sts heawy in my ches, ard you want to ada your ‘own sadness o mine so there's even more.No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Weh more of thine, This love hat hou hast shown Deth ade more gre o too much af mine own, Love isa smoke raed withthe fume of sighs Being purged, ate sparking in lovers’ eyes ‘Being vexed, a sea nourished wih loving Teas What it else? A madness most discreet ‘A choking gal, anda preserving sweet. Farowel, my coz BENVOLIO Saft! wil go along, ‘Andi you leave me so, you do me wrong, ROMEO Tut have lost myself. | am nother. This is not Romeo. He's some ofer where. BENVOLIO Tell me in sadness, who is that you lve. ROMEO Wha, shall groan and tel hee? BENVOLIO Goan! Why, no, But ead, tell me who, Act 1, Scene 1, Page 11 ROMEO {sick man in sadness makes his wil |Awerdill urged to ene that is si In sadness, cousin, do love a woman. BENVOLIO |amed so near when | supposed you loved. ROMEO ‘right good markman! And she's far love BENVOLIO [right far mars, ar coz, is soonest hit ROMEO Wel, in hat it yours. Sho" rat be hit Weh Cups arow. She hath Dian’ wit And, in stiong proa of chasty wel armed From love's weak childish bow, she lives ucharmec. ‘She wil no stay the siege of loving terms, Nor bide th encounter a! aeealing eyes, Nor ope her lap osain-seducing go. 1h, sho isch in beauty, only poor Tat when she ies, with Beauly des her store BENVOLIO ‘Ten he hath sworn that she wil sve chaste? ROMEO ‘She hth, and in hat sparing makes huge wast, Modern Text have too much sadness already, and now you're {cing to make me sadder by feng sorry for you. Hore's what loves: a smoke made out ot lovers sighs. When the smoke cea, loveis a fire bung in your overs eyes. you tustate love, you getan acean made cut o lovers tears What el s love? i's a wise form of madness. 1's. a sweet lozenge thal you choke on. Goodbye, cousin BENVOLIO Wit come with you, I you leave me Ike this, you're doing me wrong. ROMEO "'m not mysel, im not here. Ths isnt Romeo— he's somownere ele. BENVOLIO. Tell me seriously, whois the one you ove? ROMEO ‘Seriously? You mean | should groan and to you? BENVOLIO CGroan? No, Bu tll me eercusly who ts ROMEO ‘You wouldn't tlla sick manhe “serously" has to ‘make his will—t would jst make him worse Seriousiy, cousin, love a woman BENVOLIO | quessod that aaady when | guessed you were inbove ROMEO ‘Then you were right on target. The woman | love is beautiful BENVOLIO ‘Abautifl targets the one that gets hit he fastest. ROMEO Well, youre not on target here. She retuses to be it by Cups arom. Shes as cover as Diana, and shied by he armor of casi. She can't be touched by the weak and chiish rows. Of ove. She won! ston to words af love, or let you lok at her with loving eyes, or open he ap toroceive gis of gol. Sho’ rch in beauey, but she's also poor, because when she oles her beauty willbe cestoyed with er. BENVOLIO ‘So she's made a vow tobe a vigin forever? ROMEO ‘Ys she has, and by keeping cabate, shoOriginal Text For beauty, starved wih her severiy, Cuts beauty off fom all posterty. ‘Shei 00 fr, oo wis, wisely 00 fa, Tomert bliss by making me despair. ‘She ath forsworn 1 ove, and in that vow 1 Hive dea that ve to toll now. BENVOLIO Be ruled by me. Forget tink of her. ROMEO 0, teach me how | should forget to think! Act 1, Scene 1, Page 12 BENVOLIO By giving liberty uno thine eyes. Examine ofher beauties, ROMEO "Tis the way To callers exquisite, in queston more. ‘Tese happy masks that kiss far adios’ brows, Being back, puts usin ming they hie the fat. He tha Is strocken bling cannot forget The precious treasure of Fis eyesight lost Show me aistees that is passing fir, What doth her beauty serve but as. note Whore Imay read who passed that passing fai? Farewell Thou canst not teach me to forget, BENVOLIO pay tat doce or else dein abt Exeunt Act 1, Scene 2 Enter CAPULET, County PARIS, and PETER, 2 ‘cAPULET But Montague is bound as wala In panalty alike, And ie rot har, | irk, Formen so old as we o keep the peave PARIS ‘Of honorable reckoning are you both. ‘And py Vi you Wed al 008 so long But now, my lord, what say you tomy su? ‘cAPULET But saying o'er what have ssid bore My hii yet a stranger inthe world ‘She hath not saen the charge of fourteen years. Lettwo more summers wther in ther pride Ere wo may think her ripe to be a bride PARIS No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text wastes her beauty. you stare yourself of sex you cant ever have chidren, and so your beauty Is ostto future generations. She's too beaut ‘and too wise to desorve heaven's blesing by ‘making me despair, She's swomn off ve, and that promisehas let me alive but dead, ving only o talk about it now. BENVOLIO Take my advice. Dont think about her ROMEO Teach me to forget to think! BENVOLIO Do itby leting your eyes wander freely. Look at other beaut git, ROMEO That wll only make me think more about how beaut shois. Beautul wemen le to wear back masks over thet facas—those black masks only make us thik about how beaut thay ave Underneath A man who goes bind cant forget the precious eyesight he los. Show me areally beautiful gi, Her boauty is Ike a ote toling me here | can see someone even more beaut Goodbye. You can't teach me to forgot. BENVOLIO Mishow you how to forget, or else I ie owing you that lsson, They exit, CAPULET enters with County PARIS, folowed by PETER, a servant cAPULET {centnuing a conversation) But Nontague has sworn an oath just ko Ihave, and he's under the same penalty. dont think it wil be hard for men a5 of a we are to keep the peace PARIS You both have honorable reputations, andits too bad you've been enemies for so ng. But what do you say tomy request? CcAPULET "can only repeat what Ive said before. My auger i sll very young. S's nt even fourteen years old. Let's wait two more summers before we start thinking she's ready to get marie. PARISNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text ‘Younger han she are happy mothers made ‘cAPULET ‘And 100 s00n marred are those so early made, Earth hath swallowed all my hopes but she. ‘She’ the hopetul ney of my earth. Butwoo her, geile Paris, gether heart. Ny wil o ber conzent ie but apart [An sho agreed within her scope of ehotce, Lies my consent and fair according voice. “This night hold an old accustomed feast, Wherete Ihave invited many a guest ‘Such as love. And you among the store, ‘One mare, mostwelcome, makes my number more [At my poer house lok o behold this night Earh-reading tars hat make dark heaven ight Act 1, Scene 2, Page 2 ‘Such comfort as 60 lusty young men fe ‘When woltzppareled Apron the heol (Ot imoing wher treads, Even such detght ‘Among fresh fennel buds shall you tis right Innit at my house. Hear al, alls20, ‘Ang ike ner most whose met most shall be— ‘Which on more view of mary, mine, berg one Nay standin number, though in reckoning none, (Come, go wah me, (to PETER, giving nim a paper) Go, sirah, trudge about “Torough fi Verona. Find those persons out ‘Whose names are writen there, and to them say My nouse and welcome on thet pleasure stay Exourt CAPULET and PARIS. PETER Fd them out whose names are writen here? Is written thatthe shoemaker should meade with his yard andthe tllor wih his ast, he Fshor with his ‘penal andthe painter with his ets. But 1am sent to find those persons whese names are here vr, and ccannever find what names the wring person hath here wit, must ote learned in gooe time! Enler BENVOLIO and ROMEO BENVOLIO “Tut man, one fre buns aut another's burning (One pain i lessened by anothers anguish “Tum gid, and be helped by backward tuning (One desparate gist cures wih another's languish, “Take thou some new infection to thy eye, ‘And te rank poison ofthe ol wl dle 10. Modern Text Gis younger than she often mary ard become happy methers. CAPULET Gits who many so young grow up too soon. But 0 ahead and charm her, ante Paris: make her love you. My permission is only pat of her decision. I she agroes to may you, my blessing and fair worde wil ersrm her ence. Tonight having @ feast tha we ve celebrated for many years vented many of my closest frends, and tke wo welcome you and add you to the quest Ist. At my humble house tonight, you can expect to soo dazzing stars that wak on the gound and light he sky ftom below. You't be datghted by young women as tesh 3s sptng loner. Look al anyone yeu tke, and hhoase whatever woman seems best 0 you, (Once you see alot of gifs. you might not think ry daughters the best anymore. Come along wth me, (Ho PETER, handing hima paper) Go ile flow, walk all around Verena Find the people an thie Ist andtel them theyre welcome at my house tonight CAPULET and PARIS ox PETER Find the people whose names are on his ist? It is wtten that shoemakers and tailors should play wih each other fale that sherman should play with paints, and painters shoul play with with fshing nets. But va been santo find the people whose names are writen on this et, and leant rea never fn them on my own. Ive goto find somebody who knows howto read o help ‘me. But here come some peopl, right inthe rick oti. BENVOLIO and ROMEO enter BENVOLIO {0 ROMEO) Come on, man. You can put out one fre by staring another Anew pain wil make the one you aready have seem less. you make yourealf easy, you can cure youre by epnning back around in te opposite direction. A new get wil putthe ol one eu of your mind, Make yourself lovesick by gazing at some new gi, andNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) aL Original Text Act 1, Scene 2, Page 3 ROMEO ‘Your plantain leas excellent for hat. BENVOLIO Forwhat, | pray theo? ROMEO For your broken shin, BENVOLIO ‘Why Romeo, art thou mad? ROMEO Notmad, but bound more than a madman is, ‘Shut up in pison, kept without my 000, ‘Whpped and tormented and-—Good elen, good fellow. PETER God 7 good e'en. pray, sr, can you read? ROMEO ‘Ay, mine own fortune in my misery PETER Perhaps you have learned it without book, But | ray, ‘can you read anything you see? ROMEO ‘Ay i ko tha letters are the language. PETER ‘Ye say honesty. Rest you men. ROMEO ‘Stay, flow. Lean read. (he reads tho ltr) ‘Seqjneur Marino and nis wife and daughters; (County Arselma and his beauteous sisters; “The lady widow of Viruvo ‘Soignaur acento and his lovely neces: Nereutio and ts brother Valentine: Nine uncle Capuiet, ns wife and caughers; My far siece Rosalie and Livia Act 1, Scene 2, Page 4 Seigneur Valent and hie cousin Tybalt Luge ante ively Helo ‘lair assembly Whither should they come? PETER be. ROMEO ‘Whither? To supper? PETER Modern Text your old lovesickness will be cured, ROMEO The plantain leas excelent for that BENVOLIO For what, Romeo? ROMEO For when you cut your shi. BENVOLIO What? Romeo, are you crazy? ROMEO {im noterazy, but 'm Hod uptightor than a monta patent ina stratjacket, Im locked up ina prison and deprive of food. 'm whipped and tured — (We PETER) Good evening, ood flow. PETER May God give you a good evening. Excuse me, Sr.do you know how to road? ROMEO "ean read my own fortuna in my micory. PETER Perhaps you've learned rom ile and not rom books. But please tll me, can you read anything you soo? ROMEO Yos, it know the language and the eto. PETER see, Wel that’s an honest sine. Have a nice ay. ROMEO Stay follow. can read. (he read the letter) "Signor Marino ard ns wi and daughters, Count Anselme and his beautiful sisters, Vitruvie's widow, ‘Signor acento and his lvely nig, Mercato ard his brother Valentine, My uncle Caputet an his wite and daughters, My tar ice Resaline and Livia, ‘Signor Valonto and his cousin Tybalt Luc and the ively Helena.” ‘That's a nice group of people. Where are they supposed to come? PETER Up. ROMEO Whete? To supper? PETERNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Toour house, ROMEO ‘Whose house? PETER My masior’s ROMEO Indeed, I shouté have asked thee that bears. PETER Now Ilo you without asking. My masters the great ‘leh Capue, and it you be not of the hause of Nontagues, | pray come and crsh a cup of wine Fst you mer! Ext PETER BENVOLIO ‘Atha same ancont fast of Capulet's ‘Sups the fair Fosaine whom thou so loves ‘Wit ll the admired beauties of Verona. Go tier, and with unatainted eye ‘Compare her face wih some that | shall show, ‘And lil make thoe think hy ewan a crow. ROMEO ‘When the devout raligon of mine eye Naintain euch falsehood, then tum tears es, ‘Ans thse, who, atten crowned, could never die, “Tansparant heretics, be Burt friars! (One fairer than my love? The al-saeing sun Never saw her male sino® fst he world gun. Act 1, Scene 2, Page 5 BENVOLIO Tut, you saw her fa, none else being by, Herself poised wih herselt in either eye. Btn that crystal scabs let here be weighed Your ady's ove against some other maid That wil how you shiring atthe least, ‘Ard she shal scant shom well hat now shows best. ROMEO Figo along pa such signtto be shown, But to rejice in splondor of mine own. Exourt Act 1, Scene 3 Enter LADY CAPULET and NURSE Lay CAPULET Nurse, where's my daughter? Gallhar tort ome. NURSE Modern Text Toour house ROMEO Whose house? Indeed, I should have asked you befere who he PETER "Now Vl tell you so you dont have to ask My masters the great and rch Capule, and you dor'tbeleng tothe house of Montague, please come and eink a cup of wine. Have a rice day! PETER oxi. BENVOLIO “To beautiful Rosaine whom you love so much wil at Gapue'sraditonal feast, along with ‘very beautiful woman in Verona, Go there and compare her objectively to some other its show you. The woman who you thnk as beautiful as a swan going to lok as ugly crow 0 you. ROMEO my eyes ever liao me ke tha, let my tears turn nto lames ard buen them fer boing such ‘obvious lars! A woman more beauttu than the fone llove? The sun teal has never saen anyone as beautlul sce the world began, BENVOLIO, (Come on, you fst decided she was beaut wen pa one ebse was around, There was no ‘one fo compare her fe except Neral. But et your eyes compare hero another beaut woman who I show you atthi fast and you ‘wont tink she's he Best anymore, ROMEO "lige with you, Net because think youll show ‘me anythin batter, but so can seo the woman | love They eit LADY CAPULET and the NURSE enter. Lay cAPULET Nuss, where's my daughtor? Tel ner to come to NURSENo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Now, by my maidenhead at welve year ol "bade her come. What, lrr! What, acy! God forbs! Where's thie gt? Wha, uel Enter JULIET suuer How now, who cals? NuRsE ‘Your mether uueT Madam, lam here, What ie your wil?) LaDy CAPULET “The i he matter —Nureo, give leave awhile, ‘We must takin secret —Nurse, come back again. Ihave eemembered me. Thou's hear our counsel ‘Thou know'st my daughters ofa pretty age. NURSE Faith, can tell her age unto an hour LaDy CAPULET ‘She's not fourteen, NURSE ihiay fourteen of my teeth—and yet, o my teen be it ‘spoken, Ihave but four—she isnot fourteen. How Jong is row te Lammastiée? Laby CAPULET A otnight and ode days. Act 1, Scene 3, Page 2 NURSE Even or od, ofall days inthe year ‘Come Lammas Eve at ght shal she be foutee. ‘Susan and she—God ret al Cristian souls'— ‘Wore of an age. Woll, Susan is wih God, ‘She was too good for me. But, a said, ‘On Lammas Eve alright shal she be fourten, ‘Tha shal she. Marry, remember wel “Ts since the earthquake now eleven yeas, ‘Ang she vias weaned —| never shal forget t— ‘talline days ofthe year, upon that day. For! had then la worroood to my di, ‘Siting in the sun unger the davehouse wa. Ny iod and you were then at Mantua — Nay, Ido boara brain.—Bus, as | si, ‘When it tate the Wormwood onthe nipple ‘Of my dug ang ft titer, pretty f00, ‘To see it totehy and fal out with he cugl “shake” uath the dovehouse, Twas nonaed, | row, Tobid me trudge ‘And snoe that time its eleven years, Forthan she coud etand ala Nay, bythe ood, ‘She could have run and wade al abou, Foreven the day before, she broke her brow. Modern Text | swear to you by my vrinty at age twelve, ‘already old ner to coma. Come on! Whereis she? Whats she doing? What, Jule! JULIET enters JULIET Whats 2 Woo scaling me? NURSE Your mathe. JULIET Madam, tm here, What do you want? LADY CAPULET ‘lel you what’ the matter—Nureo leave us alone fora te whl, We must ak rvately— Nurse, come back her. | jus remembered, you can Isto o our secrets. You know how young my daughters. NURSE Yes, | know her age down tothe hour LaDy CAPULET ‘She's not even fourteen, NURSE bet fourteen of my own teeth—but, fm sory to say, | only have four teoth—she's not fourteen, How longisit unt Lanmasie? Lay CAPULET Two weeks and a few oct days NURSE Whather ifs even or od cf al the days inthe year, onthe rightof Lammas Eve, she'l be fourteen, She and Susan—God rest her and all Chitin eculs—were bom on the eame cy. Wel, Susan ied ands win Goa. She was foo {0d for me, But Ike | ed, onthe night! Lammas Eve, she willbe fourteen, Yes, she wil, Indeed, remember it well. t's bean eleven years ‘Since the eartnquake. Sho stopped ursing fem my breast on mat very day. I! never forge it | had putter wormwcod on my breast as was ‘tig in the sun, under the wall of he flovehouse. You ard your husband were in Mantua. Boy, do Ihave some memory! But ike sai, when she fastedthe biter vormneod on my ripple, tho prot ito babe got tated and sarted to quarel win my breast, Then the devehause shook withthe earthquake, There was no need to tel me to getoutof there. That was eleven years ago. By ten she could stand up all by herel. No, lswear, by that ime she could un and wadcle al around, | emember because she had cut hor forehead jut the cay before, MyNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) 14 Original Text ‘And thon my husband—God be with his soul ‘Thou wit fal backward wien thou hast more wi, Wit ou not, Jule?" and, by my holy dame, ‘The prety wretch lef crying and said “ay.” ‘To see now, how a jest shall come about | warrant, a I shoul ve a thousand years, | naverehould forgot “Wit hou not, dle?” quoth he. ‘And, petty foo, stinted ard said “ay.” LaDy CAPULET Enough ofthis. pray theo, hold thy peace. Act 1, Scene 3, Page 3 use Yes, madam. Yet cannot choose but iaugh ‘To thinkit shoul leave cxying ane say"ay." ‘Any, Lacan hac upon ts bow ‘Avoump asbig as a young cockeres stone, ‘Apetious knock, and ited biter. "Yea," quath my husband, “Fal'st upon thy fae? “Trou wat fall Backward when thou comes 0 age, ‘it hou no, Jule?" Wt stnted an saiday.” uueT ‘And stint thou too, | pray thee, Nuse, say. NURSE Pesce, Ihave done. God mark thee ois oral “Thou wast the prelest babe tater I nursed ‘An | might ive to see thee marted ance, have my wah. Laoy CAPULET ary, that "marty the very theme leame to tak of. Tellme, daughter Jul, How stands your dpositon to be married? auueT Its an nonor that dream not ot NURSE ‘An poner! Were not thine ony nurse, | would say thou hadst sucked wisdom from thy teat, Lavy cAPULET el, think of marriage now. Younger tan you Here in Verona, ladies of estes ‘Ave made alteady mothers. By my count, |was your mother much upon these years “That you are row a maid. Thus then in bret: “The valart Pars Seeks you for his ove. NURSE ‘Aman, young lady! Lady. such aman ‘Asal the world, Why, he's a man of wax Modern Text husband—God rest his soul, he was a happy rman—picked up the chi. “Oh,” he said, "Did you fallon your face? Yeutl al backiavcihen you grow smarter, Wont you, Jule” And I swear, the oor prety ting stopped crying nd sald, "Yes." hy, to watch ajoke come tue bet if ve a thousand years, II never forget it Won't you, ‘Jl, he said. And the pretty foo lopped crying and eaid,"Yos LADY CAPULET Enough ofthis. Please be que. NURSE Ys madam. But | car't help laughing to tisk thatthe baby stopped erying and aio, "Yee." swoar, she nada bump on her forenead as big as a rooster’ estilo. was a painful brig, and she was crying bite. "Yes," said my husband, "Dis you fal on your face? Youll fall backward whan you grow up, wan't you, Jule?” Ard she stopped ering and said, “Yes.” SULIET Now you stop too, Nurse, please NURSE Peace. 'm done taking. May God choose you to receive his grace. You were the pretest baby lever nursed. veto see you get maried someday, all my wishes will come tuo. LaDy CAPULET Well mattiage i exacily what we have 10 discuss. Tel me, my daughter Juliet. whats your attude about geting marred? AULIET itis an honor that do not dream of NURSE "An honor?” it weren't your ony nurse, say you had sucked wisdom from the breast that fe you. Lavy CAPULET Wel, star inking about mariage now. Hore in Verona there are gis younger than you—aits trom noble families —who have already become mothers. 8y my count, I was already your mather at just about your age, while you remain avin. Wel then, say this quichy: the valiant Pais wants you as his bride, NURSE What aman, yourg lady. He's as geat a man as any nthe whole word. He's as periect as itheNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Act 1, Scene 3, Page 4 Lay CAPULET \Verona’s summer hath not such a fower. NURSE Nay, he's a flower. In fat, a very Hower. LADY CAPULET What say you? Can you lve the gersleman? This right you shall ehola him at our feast. Read oer the volume af young Pars' face Ard fir delight wrt there with beauty’s pen Examine every maried ineamort ‘And see haw one anothe lends center, ‘Ard what cbscured in tis ar volume ies Find written inthe margin of is eyes. Tis precious book of ove, ths unbound over, Ta beauty him ony lacks a cover. The fish ves inthe sea, and ts much pride For tar without the tar within to hie. That book in manys eyes doth share th glory ‘That in gold clasps locks inthe golden story. So shall you share al that he doth possess Byhaving him, making yourset no less. NURSE No less? Nay, bigger. Women grow by men, LADY CAPULET ‘Spoak billy. Can you tke of Pai, love? JULIET Pihioak tote fioaking tking move. But no more doop wil | endart mine eye ‘Tan your consent gives strength to make ity. Enter PETER Act 1, Scene 3, Page 5 PETER Madam, the guests are come, supper served up. you called my young lady asked for, the Nurse cursed in the panty, and every thng in extemity. I must hence to wait. beseech you folow sirsight LADY CAPULET We folow thee.—dulet, the county stays. NURSE (o, git, seek happy rights to happy days. Exount Modern Text were sculpted from wax LADY CAPULET ‘Summertime in Verona has no lower as fne as i, NURSE No, he's fine Hower, rly, a ower LADY CAPULET (fo JULIET) Wheat do you say? Can you lve this {genteman? Tonight youll see him at our feat. Stuy Paris's foe and find pleasure in his beauty. Examine every ing of his features and ‘0 how they work together to maka him hhandeome. you are contused, ut fk into Nis eyes, This man's single, an he lacks oriy @ bide to make him perfect and complete. Asis Fight ish ive inthe sea, and its wrong for ‘beauty ike you to hide from a handsome man Iie him, Many people think he's handsome, and hoever becomes his bride wal be just as ‘admired. You would share al that he possesses, ‘and by having him, you would lose noting NuRSE Lose nothing? infact, youd get bigger. Men ‘make women bigger by getting them pregnant LADY CAPULET {fo JULIET) Give us quick answer. Can you cept Pars's love? JULIET ‘look at him and by to ke im, atleast if what 500 lable. But | won' lot mye fll for im ‘any more than your permission allows, PETER enters, PETER Madam, the quests are here, dinners served, people ae calling fo" you, people have asked for sult and in the panty, people are cursing the Nurse. Everything's out cf conto. I must go and serve the guests. Please, flow straight ater me, LADY CAPULET Welt falow you dul the count ie wating for you NURSE (Go, gi look for aman whol give you happy rights tthe end of happy days They all extNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) 16 Original Text Act 1, Scene 4 Enter ROMEO, MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO. with five or ik ofter MASKERS and TORCHBEARERS ROMEO ‘What, shall tis speech be spoke for our excuse? COrshall wo on vthout apology? BENVOLIO ‘Tho date i¢ out of euch prot ‘Well nave no Gupd noodwinked witha scart, Bearing a Tarts pained tow of lath, ‘Scaring the ladies ike a crowseper, Nor no withoutbook prologue, fainty spoke ‘Alter the promptor for our entrar. Butlet hem measure us by what hey wl. ‘Well measire them a measure ance gone. ROMEO {Give me atoren. 1am not fortis arsling. Boing but heavy, | wil bear the ight MERCUTIO Nay, gentle Romeo, we must have you dance. ROMEO Not. believe me. You have dancing shoes With rimble soles, Ihave a soul o! lead ‘80 stakes me fo the ground I cannot move, MERCUTIO ‘You ae a lover. row Cupid's wings ‘And soar with them above & common bound, ROMEO fam too sore enperc with is shaft “To soar with his ight feathers, and so bound, | eannot bound aptch above dul woe, Under loves heavy burden do sink. Act 1, Scene 4, Page 2 MERCUTIO ‘Ando eink it, should you burthon love — “Too great oppression for aterder thing ROMEO Is love a tender thing? itis too rough, “Teo ride, too boistorous, andi pricks Ske thor, MERCUTIO Hove be rough wih you, be rough with ove Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down. — ‘Givo me a caso to put my visago in! ‘Avsor fora visor —What cae | ‘What curous eye doth cote deformities? Here are the beetle brs shal blush forme. Modern Text FONEO, MERCUTIO. and BENVOLIO enter cessed as maskers, along with five or sie otherVASKERS , caring a chum and torches. ROMEO What wil we say s our excuse for boing here? Or should we enter wthout apologizing? BENVOLIO Its out of fasion to give lengthy explanations tke that. We'e nat going to rtroduce our dance by having someone dress un as Cupid, indolded land carrying a toy bow to frighten the ladies ke & scarecrow. Nor are we gpg to recte a memorized epeeeh to intedvee ourselves, Lot them judge us however they please, Weil gve them a dance and then hit the road ROMEO Give me atorch. dont want to dance, s0el me be the one who cares the ight. MeRcuTIO No, noble Fomeo, youve go! to dance. ROMEO Not me, belove me, You're wearing daring shoes with nimble soles: My soul is made out of lead, and’ so heavy it keeps me stuck onthe ground so leant move. MeRCUTIO You'te a lover. Take Cupic's wings anc fy higher than the average man, ROMEO His arrow has pierced me too deep, so Ica ty high with his cheerful feathers, Because this wound keeps me down, I car'tleap any higher than my dul sadness | srk under the hoswy weight of ove fool sad, MeRCUTIO yu sink, you're dragging ave down. ts not Fight to crag down something as tender as love ROMEO 's love reall tender? I think t's too rough, too rude, 00 rowdy. and it ck ike thom, MeRCUTIO "love plays rough with yu, play rough with ov. you prick ove when it prcks you, youl beat love down, Give mo a mask to put my fa00 in. A ‘mask to put over my cher mask. Wat do I care it some curious person sees my flaws Let tis mast, wit is black eyebrows, Blush for me,(they puton masts)No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) ar Original Text BENVOLIO ‘Come, knock and enter, And no sooner in But every man betaka him to hs logs. ROMEO ‘Atorch for me, Let wantons light of haart ‘Teele the senselee rushes with their hoot For am proverted witha grancsre pase, Filbe a cance holder, and ook on. “The game was ne'er So far and | am done. MERCUTIO Tut, duis the mouse, the constable's own word. thou ant dun, we kaw thee tom the mire, ‘Or—save your reverence—ove, wherein thou stekst Up to the ears. Come, we burn daylight, ol ROMEO Nay, that’s pot so, MERCUTIO | mean, erin delay. ‘We waste our igs n van, tke ights by aay “Take our good meaning or ou judgment ss Five times in that ee once our fins wits Act 1, Scene 4, Page 3 ROMEO ‘And we mean well in going to this mast, But tis no wit ogo MERCUTIO ‘Why, may one ask? ROMEO | dreamt a crear tonight. MERCUTIO ‘And soci ROMEO Wel, what was yours? MERCUTIO That dreamers atten ie. ROMEO In bad astep while they do dream things tus. MERCUTIO ‘Ob, then, I e8@ Queen Mab hath been with you, BENVOLIO ‘Queen Mab, what's she MERCUTIO ‘She's the fates’ midwife, and she comes In shape no bigger than an agate stone (On the forefinger of an adermar Drawn vith a team of ite atom ‘Quer men's noses as hey le ae Modern Text BENVOLIO (Come on, let's knock and goin. The minute we gelin et al stat dancing. ROMEO ‘take a tore, Let playful people with light beats dance, There's an old saying that applies 1 me: you can' lose it you don’ pay he game, Iijust hold torch and watch you guys. looks ke lot fun, bu sits one out MERCUTIO Hey. youre being a stick nthe mud, as cautious {a8 apaleemen on night patrol. you're a stick in the mud, wel pull you ost of the mud mean ‘auto ave, i youl excuse me for being so rude-—where you'e stick upta your ears. Come on, were wasting precious dayight Let's go! ROMEO Nowa'e not—its right MeRCUTIO mean, woe wasting tho light of our torchos by delaying, which he wasirg the sunshine during he day. Use your comiran sense to gure cout what | mean, instead of tying tebe clever or trusting your ive senses. ROMEO We mean well by going to his masquerade ball, butits nt smart f uso 90 MeRCUTIO Why, may 1ask? ROMEO "hada cream ast night MeRCUTIO Se di ROMEO Well what was your dream? MeRcUTIO My dream told me that creamers otten le. ROMEO ‘Toy iin bed wile they dream about the truth MeRcUTIO (then | see you've been with Queen Mab BENVOLIO Who's Queen Wab? MeRCUTIO ‘She's the fairies’ midwife, She's no bigger than the stone ona cty counciiman's rng. She rides round in a wagon eran by tiny itl ate, and she res over men’s noses as they ie sleeping ‘Tho spok9s of her wagon are made of spidersNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Her wagon spokes made of ong spinners legs, “Tho cover of the wings of grasshopper, Her traces of the smallest spider's web, Hor cllars ofthe moonhine's watery beams, Her whip of cricket's bone, the las of tin, Her wagoner a small gray-costed grat Not half so big ase rund ite worm Picked irom the lazy finger of a mai Act 1, Scene 4, Page 4 Her chariots an empty hazelnut Made by the joiner squirel or old grub, Time out o' mind the fais’ coachmakers. ‘Ard inthis stato cho gallops night by ight Through lovers’ bras, and then they dream ot lve: On couriers’ knees, that cream on curses straight Ofer lawyers ingers, who straight dream on fs O'e ass’ ps, who sraght on Kisses dream. Which of the angry Mab with bisters plagues, Because their breaths with sweetmeatstanied are ‘Sometime she gallops oer a couri’s nose, [And then creams he ef smeling out 2 su And gemetme comes she with a tithe ig tal Tickling @ pareon’s nose as he les aleop, Then he dreams of another benefice Sometime she drvth o'er a seis neck, [And then dreams he ef cuting foreign throats Ofbeaches, ambuseadoes, Spanish bades, Ot heats fe fathom deep, and then anon Drums inhis ear, atwhich he starts and wakes, [Ard bing thos frighted swears a prayer or wo ‘Ard sleeps again. This is that very Mab ‘That pls the manes of horses in the right [Ard bokes the elfcks in fut sutish hairs, Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes. This isthe hag, when maids le on their backs, That presses them and lear them fis to bear, Making them wernan of good earriage. This is she ROMEO Peace, peace, Mercutio, peace! ‘Thou talks of nothing, MERCUTIO True, tak o! dreams, Wich ar the chien ef an ice brain, Begot of nating bu vain fantasy, Which eas thin of substance asthe air ‘Ard more incorstat than the wind, who woos Even now the fozen bosom atthe north, And, being angered, puts away irom thence Tuning bis foe to the dew-cropping seuth, Modern Text logs, The cover other wagon is made of grasshoppers wings. The harnesses are made of the smalest spidermebs. The collars are made ‘auto! moorbeams. Her whip is a thread atached to acicket's bone. Her wagon diver satiny bug in a gray coat; e'snot hal the sizeof alte round vor that comes frm the finger of a any young ai. Her chariot is hazelnut helt was made by @ Ccrpenter squirrel or an old gubworm; they ve ‘mage wagons forthe fies as lng as anyone ean remember. In thi royal wagon, ehe rides ‘everynight through the brains of lovers and ‘makes them cream about ove. She rides over couriers knees, and they dream about ursying ‘She ides over lawyers fingers. and ight away. they dream about ther fees. She rides aver ladies tps, and they mmecsatly dream of kisses. Queen Mab often puss blsters cn their lips because ther breath smells tke can, hich makes her mad, Sometimes she rides ver courtiers ps, and he dreams of making ‘money of of someane, Sometimes she tkles @ prest's nose witha ie-pi® tall, and he dreams of alarge donation. Sometimes she ides over @ Salda's neck. and he dreams of eutng the throats of foreign enemies, of breaking down wall, of ambushes, of Spanish swords, and of {enormous cups of quo. Ar then, drums boat In is ar ane he wakes up. He's tightened, so he says a coupe of prayers ard goes back fo sleep, Shes the same Mab who tangles the hair In horses’ manes at night and makes te tangles hard inthe city hairs, which bring bad tuck t they're untangled. Mab is the cld nag who gives false 2x dreams to vigins and teachos thom how to hol a lover and bear ach, She's the ROMEO Enough, enough! Mercuto, be quiet. You're ‘akking nonsense, MERCUTIO True. fm taking about creams, which ae the products of brain that's doing rothing, Dreams are orhing but sly imagination, as tin as a, andlss predictable than the wird, which ‘sometimes bows onthe frozen noth and then (gets angry and blows southNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Act 1, Scene 4, Page 5 BENVOLIO This wind you tak of, blows us om ourselves Supper is dove, and we shal come too late ROMEO ear oo ely, for my mind misgives ‘Some consequence yet hanging inthe stars Shall bitterly begin his fearful date We this night's rovols, and expire the torm Ota despiséd ite cosed in my breast By some vie fof of untimely death But he that hath the steerage of my couse, Direct my sll On, sty endemen. BENVOLIO Stik, eum. March about the stage and exeurt Act 1, Scene 5 PETER and cher SERVINGMEN come forthwith napkins PETER ‘here's Ptpan, tha he helps not to take away? He shit a troncher? He scrape a encher! FIRST SERVINGMAN, ‘When good manners shal le alin one er two men's hands, ‘and hey unwashed too, ‘is fouling PETER ‘Away with the joint stots, remove the court cusboar, look to the pate. Goed thou, save me apiece of marchpane, ad, as thou loves me, ft the porte let in Susan Grindstone and Nell—Antony and Potpan! ‘SECOND SERVINGMAN Ay, boy, ready. PETER ‘You ae looked for and called for, asked for and sought fo, In the grat chamber. FIRST SERVINGMAN ‘Wecannet be here and there too. Chooty, boys. Bo brick ‘awhie, and te longer iver tke al court PETER and SERVINGMEN Enter CAPULET with CAPULET'S COUSIN.TYBALT, LADY ‘CAPULET, JULIET, and others o the house, ‘meeting ROMEO, BENVOLIO,MERCUTIO, ant other GUESTS and MASKERS Modern Text BENVOLIO The wind you're taking about is bowing us off cur course. Diner over, ang were going to get there oo late ROMEO ''m wertled we'l got there too ear. have a feeling this party tonight wil be the start of something bad, something that wil end with my foun death. ut whcavers in charge of where my It's goin can stver me wherever they want. Onward, lover boys) BENVOLIO Beat the drum ‘They march about he stage and ext PETER and oer SERVINGMEN come foward with napkins. PETER Where's Potpar? Wry isnt ne helping us clear the tabla? He shoul be moving snd scraping pales! FIRST SERVINGMAN When only one or two men have athe ‘900d manners, and even they are ny, things are bad PETER Take away the stoos, the sideboard, and the plates. You, good tind, save me a piece of marzipan, and # you love me, have the parr let n Susan Grindstone land Nell Antony and Potpan! SECOND SERVINGMAN Yes, boy, Imready. PETER ‘They looking for you n the great chamber. FIRST SERVINGMAN We canbe in two places at once, bath here and here! Cheers, Boys. Be quek for {while and lt the one who ives the longest take everything, PETER and ihe SERVINGMEN exit CAPULET enters with his COUSIN, TYBALT.LADY (CAPULET, JULIET, and otver members ofthe house. They ‘meet ROMEO, BENVOLIO.MERCUTIO,Original Text ‘cAPULET Wecome, gentlemen! Ladies thathave thir oes ‘An, my mistresses! Which of you all Unplagued with core wil walk a out with you.— il now deny to dance? She that makes dainty, ‘She, I swear, hath coms. Am I come near ye naw!— ‘Welcome, gantemen! Ihave sean the day “That have worn a visor and cous tall ‘Avwhisporng tale in a fairlady's ear ‘Such as would please, Tis gone, ts gone, is gone— ‘You are welcome, gentemen —Come, musicians, play (muse plays ana hoy dance) ‘Atal 3 hall, give room\—And fot, gis — More ight, you knaves! And tun the tables up, ‘And quench the fe. The room is grown '00 hat— ‘Ah, Sirah, tis unlocked for sport comes well — Nay sitsnay, sit, good cousin Capulet Foryou andi! are past our dancing days How long naw since lat yourae and | Were in a mask? Act 1, Scene 5, Page 2 ‘CAPULETS' COUSIN By' Lady, thiry years, ‘cAPULET ‘What, man, ts not so much is nt so much, “is since the nuptials of Lucentio, (Come Pentecost as quickly as wil ‘Some fve and twenty yoars, and then we masked, ‘CAPULET'S COUSIN "Tie moro, ie more. He gon ie oder, Hs sons they ‘CAPULET Wiityoutel me tat? He son wae but a ward two years ago, ROMEO (fo a SERVINGMAN) What adyis that which doth ‘enrich the hand | (Ot yonder knight? ‘SERVINGMAN now ro, se ROMEO ‘Oh, she doth teach the torches to bun bright It'seems she hangs yon the cheek of night Like a rich wo in an Ethiope's oar, Beauty too rich for use for earth oo dea. No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Modern Text and otter guests and MASKERS cAPULET Welcome, gentlemen. The ladies who dont have cor on ther oes wil dance wah you. Ha. my ladies, which o you wil Feluse todance row? Whichever of you ‘acts sy, Ill swear she has coms. Does that it close to home? Woleome, {geritomen. There was atime when | could wear a mask over my eyes and charm a lady by whispering a story in her ear. That time is gone, gone, gone. You are welcome gortlemen. Come on, musicians, play:musie. (must plays and they dance, ROMEO stands apart) Make room inthe hal. Maka room in the hal. Shake a lea, gi. (io SERVINGMEN) Mere lint, you rascals. Fp over the tables and get them out ofthe way. And put the fire out— its ging to hot in hore, to ‘is COUSIN) A my man, his unexpected fun feels good. No, sit down, sit down, my good Cepulet cousin, You and are to od io dance (CAPULET and ‘his COUSIN sit cown) How long sit now since you and last wore masks ata party Ike hi? CAPULET'S COUSIN swear, tmust be tity years. cAPULET What, man? Is not that long, its nat that ong. Ite boen since Lucent's wedsing, Let the yeare fy by as fast as they ke, its only Boen twenty fve years since we wore masks. CAPULET'S COUSIN It's boon longer, ite been longer, Lucento's son 's older tan tat, sr. Hes thiry years a cAPULET ‘Ne yau relly Going tell me that? Hs son was minor only te years ago. ROMEO (fo a SERVINGMAN) Who is the gi onthe arm of hat lucky knight over there? SERVINGMAN Iorit know, si ROMEO (Oh, she shows the torches how to burn bright! She stands out against he darkness tke a jwelod earing hanging against he cheok of an ‘ican Her Beauly isto good fortis wot 20.No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) 2b Original Text ‘So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows. [As yonder lady o'r her fellows shows. "The measure done, Ill atch her place of stand, ‘And, touching hers, make bossbd my rude hard. 1d my hear love Bi now? Forse i, sight! For noer saw tru beauty til this nigh Act 1, Scene 5, Page 3 TYBALT ‘Tie, by his vole, shouldbe a Montague. — (to his PAGE) Fetch me my rapier, bay — ‘What, dae the eave ‘Come rther, covered with an anti face, ‘To leer and scorn at our sclemniy? Now, by the stock and honor of my kin, ‘To strike him dead hold nat sin capULeT ‘Why, ho now, Kingman? Wherelore storm you 80? wear Uncle his is a Montague, cur foe, Avila thats hither coma in pie ‘To soa at our solemnity this nigh ‘cAPULET ‘Young Romeo ist? TYBALT "Tis he, that vilan Romeo, ‘capuLeT Content thee, gente coz. Let him alone, He bears him lke @ portly genterman, ‘And, to say tut, Verona brags of him ‘Tobe vituous and woll governed yout | would nat forthe weath of athe town Here in my house do him sisparagement “Thotefre be patent. Take no note of hi leis my wil the whic thou respect, ‘Show a fa presance and put aff these frown ‘An Irbeseoming semblance fora feast. Act 1, Scene 5, Page 4 TYBALT Iefts when euch avian is aquest Minot endure hi, ‘CAPULET He shall bo endured. ‘what, goodman boy! say, he shall. Go‘. ‘Am the master neve, oF YOu? Go to. ‘You not endure him Gad shall mend my soul, ‘Youll make a mutiny among my guest, ‘You wll set cork-ahoep. Youll be the man! Modern Text she’s to beaut to ole and be bused, She fussines the ofver women lke a whita dove in the mide ofa tock ol crows. When tis dance i ‘over see where she stands, and then I toveh her nara wit my rough and ugly one, Dic my heart ever love anyone before this moment? Ny eyes ware las, then, because I never saw true beauty before tonight. TVBALT ‘an tl by hs voce that this man isa Montague to his PAGE) Get me my sword, boy.—What, dos this peasant dare to come hore with his face covered by a mask fo sneer at ard scorn our celebration? Now, by the honer of our family, | G0.net consider it a crime to ll hi, caPULET Why, what's going on here, nephew? Why are you acting s0 angry? Teal Unde, tis man is a Montague—our enemy. He's a scoundrel who's come here out ol sila 1 mack our paty. CAPULET | young Romeo? TVBALT That's hi, that vilan omen. cAPULET (Calm down, geile cousin Leave him alone, He carios himselfIke @ dgnied gentleman, ard to toll youthe tut, he has a reputation throughout Verona asa virtuous and wel behaved young ‘man. weul't insu tim in my own Rouse fra the wealth in his town. So‘ealm down, Just Ignore nim, That's what | want, and if you respect ry wishes, oul lock nice and stop owning because that's not the way you should behave at ateast TEALT Its the right way to act when a vita tke him shows up. wont tolerate him, CAPULET You witolerate him. What, le man? I say you will What the—Am Ihe Boos here or you? What the—You won't tolerate him! God help me! You starta riot among my guess! There willbe chaos! ‘vil be your taut, youl the rabble-rouser!No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text TYBALT Why, uncle, ts @ shame. ‘CAPULET Goto, ota You area saucy boy. Ist so, indeod? ‘This trek may chance to soathe you, | know what ‘You must contrary me, Marry, is ime — ‘Wel sai, my heare!—You ae a princox, go Be quit, or—Mere light, more lig!—For share! Mimake you quiet —What, cheery. my hearts! Music plays again, and the guests darce wear Patence perforce wih wall choler mesing Nakes my flesh tremble inthe diferent grating, |i withdrai, but ths intrusion shal Now seeming sweet, convert i biterest gall. Eve TYBALT Act 1, Scene 5, Page 5 ROMEO (taking JULIET s hand) | profane wth my Uunwortiest ane This hal shin, the got sins this My tio, two bushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch wih a tender kiss. JULIET {Good pila, you do wrong your hand too muh, Which marnery devotion shows inthis, For saints have hands that plrims' hands do touch, ‘Ard palm to palm is holy palmors kes. ROMEO Have not saints ps, and holy palmors too? JULIET Ay. pli ps that they must use in prayer ROMEO ©, then, dear sain, let ips do what hands do. ‘They pray: grat thou, lest fat tu to despair. JULIET Saints do not move, though grant for prayers sake, ROMEO Ten move not, while my prayer’ effect tke, Kisses her Thus from my lip, by thine, my sin is purged. 2 Modern Text TVBALT But, uncle, were being disrespected CAPULET {Go.on, go en. You're an insolent ite boy. Is that how itis. realy? Ths stupidity wil come back to tite you. know what ldo, You have to contaclc! me, do you" Il each you & lesson, (fo the GUESTS) Wel done, my dear (guests! oT YBALT) You're a punk, got away. Koop your meuth shut, or elso— {te SERVINGMEN) more ight, more light (fo TYBALT) You shouldbe ashamed." shut you up. othe quests) Keep having tu, my dear tends! The music plays again, and he guesis dance eat “Tne combination of orced patience and pure rage is making my body tremble. leave here now, but Romeo's prank, which seems so sweet to him now, wilum beter to him lator TYBALT exis ROMEO (taking JULIET's hand) Your hari ko @ holy place that my hardis unworthy to vt. I youre ftlended by the tauch a my han, my two kos are standing here tke bushing pins, eady to make things beter wit a iss, suuier {Good pigrm, you don't give your hand enough cred By holding my han you show pole vation. Afterall igri touch the hands of satuos of saints, Hoting one palm against anomer 8 tke a kiss. ROMEO Don't saints and plgrns have ips too? JuLier ‘Yes, pllaxim—they have ip that they're supposed to pray with, ROMEO Willthen, saint, ot ips do wnat nands do. tm praying for you to kes ma. Please gra my prayer so my faith doesa't ten te despa suLieT Saints dont move, even when they grant prayers ROMEO ‘Then don't move while lact out my prayer. He kisses her [Now my sin has been taken trom my lips byNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text JULIET Ten have my ips he sn that hay have ook ROMEO Sin rom thy ips? O wespass sweety ug! Give me my sin again, They kiss again Act 1, Scene 5, Page 6 JULIET You kiss by book NURSE ‘Magar, your moter craves a word wth you. JULIET moves away ROMEO Whats her moter? NURSE Mary, bachelor, Her mothoris the lady of he house, ‘Ard a good lady, and a wise and vituous. nursed her daughtor that you talked withal tet you, he that can lay hold of her ‘Shall have the chinks. ROMEO (aside) she @ Capule? (0 dear account! Myles my foe's debt BENVOLIO {to ROMEO) Away, begone. The spot at he best ROMEO Ay, <0 far, The moro my unroet, CAPULET Nay, gentlemen, prepare roto be gone. We have alritingfeolsh banquet towards — Isit een sc? Why, the, hank you |tmank you, nonestgentomen. Good night — More torches herel Come on then lat sto bed, Ay stra, by my fay, twas ate tomy rest All but JULIET and NURSE meve exit Act 1, Scene 5, Page 7 JuueT Came hither, Nure, Whats yond ganteman? NURSE The 80n and hei of old Tiber JULIET Modern Text yours. sULIEr “Thon do my lips row have the sin fhe took rom yours? ROMEO ‘Sin tom my ipe? You encourage crime with your ‘sweetness. Give me my sin back Toy kis again JULET "You kis tke youve studied how. NURSE Madam, your mother wans 10 tak to you. JULIET moves anay ROMEO Wo is her motner? NURSE Indeed, young man, her mother i the lady ofthe house. Se i a goed, wise, ard vituous ady. 1 urged her daughter, whom you were just aking to. Letme tell you, the man who martes her wil became very wealthy. ROMEO (to himself is she @ Capulet? Oh, this s a heavy price to pay! My feisin the hands of my enemy. BENVOLIO f0ROMEO) Come on, lets go. Right when things are the most fun i the best time to leave. ROMEO Yes, but 'm aad im in more trouble than ever CAPULET No gentlemen, dent get ready to go sow We have alitie dessert coming up. they whisperin i ea) Is hat really ue? Well, then, | hark you both. hark you, honest gentlemen. Good night. Bing more torches over hore! Come on, lets al get t2 Bed. (this COUSIN) Ah, my man, ‘swear ifs geting late. m going to get some Everyone oxcapt JULIET and NURSE begins fo ext JuLier Come over have, nurse. Wha thet gantloman? NURSE Ho ie the con and hora ad Teel, SULIETNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text What's he hat now is going out of oor? NURSE Mary, that, | hnk, be young Petuchio. JULIET ‘Whar he that flows here, that woud net dance”? NURSE kaw not JULIET {Go ask his name—H he be marred My grave s Ike to be my wedcing bed NURSE His name is Romeo, and 2 Montague, The only sn of your great ene. JULIET {aside} My only love sprung rom my only hate! oo early seen unknown, and known 19 late! Prodiious bith of love isto me, That | most love s loa enemy. NURSE What thie? What's his? JULIET A thyme leaed even now tone | danced wita (One calls within “uit” NURSE (Come, let's anay. The strangers al are gone Exeunt Act 2, Prologue Enter CHORUS ‘chorus Now old dasie doth inhi daathved ‘And young affection gapes tobe his hee “Tat fir or which love groaned for and would aie Wits tonderJuet matened, is now not fae. Now Flomeo is beloved and loves again, ‘Alike bouitched by th charm of looks, Butto his foe supposed he mus complain, ‘And she seal ove's sweet bait em fearful hooks Being held a fe, he may not have access ‘To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear ‘And she a5 much in love, her means much less “To meet her new baloved anywhere. Butpassion lends them power, ime means. to meet, ‘Tempering extemties wih extreme sweet. ora Modern Text Who's the one who's going out the door right ow? NURSE ‘Well, that one, thnk, is young Petruchio JULIET ‘Who's tne one totowing oer there, tne one who wouldn't dance? NURSE {dont krow his name. aULIET Go ask (the nurse leaves) i ho's marrog,Itink ‘Mile rather than marry anyone ese NURSE (returning) Hs name is Romeo. He's 2 Montague. He's the ony son of your worst enemy. JULIET {te hersal The only man Iove i he son ofthe only man nate! saw him too early wut knowing who be was, and found out who he (wae too lata! Love e a monster for making me fallin ove wih my worst ener. NuRSE What's this? What's this? JULIET "usa rhyme Ilesrnad rom somabody | danced wih atthe party Somebody cal, “lit” kom ofstage. NURSE Fight away, right away. Come, let's go. The strangers are al gone. Trey exit, The CHORUS enters. chorus Now Romeo's oid fongs of dese ae dyna. and a new desire is eager to take ther place Romeo groaned forthe beauttul Resalne and said ne woul de fr her, but compared with tender Jule, Rosalie doesn't seem beautiful now. Now someone loves Romeo, and he's in love again-—tboth of tham fling foreach others {0d looks. But he has to make his speeches of love 1o@ woman who's supposed tobe Nis ‘enemy. Ard she's been hooked by someone she should fear. Because he's an enemy, Romeo has ro chance to soe Juliet and say the things aver notmaly says. And Jules just as much in ove fas he, but she has even less opportunity to meet her tover. But love gves them power, and timeNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Ext Act 2, Scene 1 Enter ROMEO alone ROMEO (Can I ge forward witen my hear is hero? “Turn back, dull eath, and fod thy center ou Moves away Enter BENVOLIO with MERCUTIOL BENVOLIO Rorneo, my sousin Romeo! Romoo! MERCUTIO He is wise, ‘And, on my if, hath ston him home to bed, BENVOLIO He ran this way and leapt this orchard wall Call good Mercutio, MERCUTIO ‘Nay, .conre oo! Romeo! Humours, madman, passion, lover! ‘Appea: havin he lkeness ofa sigh ‘Speak tut one rhyme, and! am satisfied ‘Gry but “Ay me!” Pronunce but love” and “ove,” ‘Speak to my gossip Venus one far word, ‘One rickram fer her purblind son and het ‘Young Abraham Cupid, he that shot so rue ‘When King Cophetua loved the beggar maid. — He nearet no, he etirath nt, he moveth not. “Tne ape is dead, anc must conjure him. — | conjure thee by Rosalin's bight ayes, By her high forehead and her scat ip, By her fe foo, straight eg, and quivering high, ‘And tha demesnes that there acjacent ie, That in thy kanes thou appear to us Act 2, Scene 1, Page 2 BENVOLIO ‘An the hea the, thou wit ange hi, MERCUTIO “This cannot anger hin, "woud anger him ‘To raise a spittin his mistress excle (Of some strange nature, leting there stand “Tl she had laid i and conjured i down, ‘That ware some spite. My invocation Is fair and nonest. nis mistress’ name | eonjure only but to raise up him BENVOLIO ‘Come, he ath hid hime among these trees ‘Tobe consorted withthe humorous nigh. Modern Text sives them the chance to meet, sweetening the ‘extrome danger with intense pleasure. The CHORUS exis, ROMEO enters aloe. ROMEO Can go amay while my heart stays here? Ihave to go back to where my heart is ROMEO moves ‘away. BENVOLIO ancMERCUTIO enter BENVOLIO (caling) Romeo, my cousin, Romeo, Romec! MeRCUTIO He's a smart boy. bet he sipped away and went home to bed, BENVOLIO He ran this way and jumped over this orchard wall Cal ihm, Mercutio, MeRCUTIO conjure him as were summoning a spit. Romeo! Madman! Passion! Lovet! Stow yoursell in he form ofa sigh. Speak one rhyme, and i be sated, Just cy out, “An mel” Just say ove and "dove." Say just one lovely word ta my good fend Venus. Just say the nickname of ner bind son Cupi, the one who shot arrows so well inthe od sioy.—Romeo doesn't hear me, He doesnt sti, He doesn't move. The silly ape is dead, but | rust make him appear—I summon you by Rosalne’s bright eyes, by ner igh forehead anc her reds, by her fine fee, by her svaight logs, by ner vembing thighs, and by the regions ight next to her highs. Inthe name of alot these things, command you to appear before us in your true form. BENVOLIO We hears you, youll make him angry MeRCUTIO What fm saying cant anger him, He would be angry i| summoned a strange spire for hero have sex with-that's what would make him angry. The thns tm saying are far and Honest. Am doing is saying the name ofthe woman he loves to lure him out ofthe darkness. BENVOLIO Come on. He's hidden behind these trees to keep the right company. His ove i Blind, soit belongsNo Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text Blin i is love and best bets the dark MERCUTIO Iflove be bling, love cannot hit the mar Now wil he sit under a medar tre ‘An wish his mistress were that ke of fut ’As maids call medars when they laugh alone. — ‘© Rameo, that she were! Oh that she were ‘An open area, and hou a paperin pee. oreo, good night. to my wuckle bed. “This fld:bed i 00 cold forme to slap — Come, shall we go? BENVOLIO Go, then ors in vain ‘To seek him here that means not fo be found, Exeunt Act 2, Scene 2 ROMEO returns ROMEO He jsts at scars that never flt a wound JULIET apeoars in @ window above But soft What ight through yonder window breaks? Ins the eas, and Jule is the sun ‘Aviso, fair sun, and kl the envious moon, ‘Who & already sick and pale with git, “That hou, her mad, at Tar more fairthan she. Be not har maid since she i envious Hor vesal very is but sick arc groon, ‘And none but fale do wear, Cast ol! itis my lay. Oh, itis my love ‘Op, that she knew she were! ‘She speaks, yet she says nothing. What ofthat? Hor eye dscourses. wil answer it— fam too bald, Tis not fo me she speaks. “Two ofthe fares starsin ll the heaven, Having some business, do onreat her ayes “To twinkle in ther spheres til they return \Whatif ner eyes were there, they inher head? ‘The brighiness of her cheek would shame those stars |As daylight dota lamp. Her eye in heaven ‘Would through the airy region stream so bight ‘That birds would sig and thik it were not right ‘See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. (Oh, that were a glove upon that han “Tal might touch that cheek! uuer Ay mel Act 2, Scene 2, Page 2 26 Modern Text in he dar MERCUTIO love bing itcant ht the target. Now hel sit Under ates and wish his mistress were fone of those rts that lao lke female genta (Oh Romeo, | wieh she wore an open-aree, and you 2 Poppern pear to "poo her in Goodnight, Romeo. Ill goto my litle rune bed. This open folds to cold a place forma to segp.(toBENVOLIO) Come on, sould we go? BENVOLIO Lets go. There's no point in locking for him Ihe doesn’ wart x be foun. BENVOLIO arc MERCUTIO exit ROMEO retums, ROMEO It's easy or someone to joke about scars it they've never been cut JULIET entors on tho bolony, But wat, whats tat ight inthe window over there? i the eas, and Juliet the sun, se up, beautfl sun, and il the jealous moon. The ‘oon is already sick and pale wih gril because you, Julet, her maid, are more beautiful than she Dont ba her maid, Because she i jealous. Virginity makes her ook sick and green. Only fodls hold on otha virgin. Lett go. Oh, there's my lady! Oh, tis my lve. Ch, | wih ahe new how much Hove her. She's taking, but she's not saying anything. So what? Her eyes aro saying somating. | will answer them. Iam too bold. She's not taking to me. Two ofthe brightest stars in the whole sky had to go away on business, and they're asking her ayes to twinkle in her places until they return. What if her eyes were in the sky and the stars were inher ead? — The brightness of her chaeks would autshine the stars the way the sun outshines @ lamp. Ither ‘eyes ware in the right sky, they would shine so bright through space that bids would start singing thinking her ight was the ight of day Look how she leans her hand en her chock. Oh, wish was the glove on that hand so mat | could touch that cheek JULIET On, my!No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) 2 Original Text (©, speak again, right angel! For thou art As glorious this nigh, boing er my head, ‘As a wingedmessenger of neaven Unto the white, uptuméd, wondering eyes (Of morale tha fall back to gaze on him ‘When he bestrids the lazy-puting clouds ‘And ails upon the bosom ofthe ar. JuueT ‘© Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore at thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name. (Or, thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, ‘Anil no longer be a Gapuet, ROMEO (ide) Sal! hear more, or ell speak at thie? uuer "Ts but hy name thats my enemy. ‘Thou at thyself, though not a Montague. ‘what's Mentague? itis noe hand, ne oo, Norarm, nor face, ner any other part Belonging to aman, 0, be some other name! ‘What’ in a name? That which we eal rose By any ather word woud emell a eweet, ‘So Romeo would, were he nat Romeo called, Ftain that dear perfection which ne owes ‘thou that tle, Romeo, cot thy name, ‘nd for that nam, whieh sno part of thee “Take all myeet ROMEO ake thee at thy wor, calle but love, and be new baptized Henceforth never willbe Romeo. uueT ‘What man art thou tha, thus beseraned in right, ‘So stumbleston my counsel? Act 2, Scene 2, Page 3 ROMEO bya name know not howto tl thee who Iam, My name, dea saint, is hatafl to mysot Because itis an enemy to thee Had I twriten, | would tear the wor. uu My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words (Of that tongue's uttering, yet know the sound. [Aa thounet Romeo, and a Montague’? ROMEO Neier, fei maid, iether thao dsth. Modern Text ROMEO {to hime) Ste speaks. Oh, speak again bright angel. You areas glorious as an angel toright You shine above me, tke a winged messenger from heaven who makes mortal men flan thelr thas to ook up athe sky, waiching the ange! walking on the coud and saiing on the ar. JULIET {01 kowing ROMEO hears her) Oh, Romeo, Romeo, why do you have be Romeo? Forget bout your father and change your name. Or fsa f you won’ change your name, just swear you love me and Il stop being a Capulet ROMEO to hime!) Sdoul iste fr more, er ehoud | speak now? sULIET {stil not knowing RONEO hears he) It's ony yourname that's my enemy. You'd stil be yourself even i you stopped being a Montague Whars a Mortague anyway? Its ahand, a foot, an arm fae, oF any other part aman (Oh, be some other name! What does a name mean? The thing we ell a rose would eel ust as sweetit we cae it by any other name, FRomeo would be just as perfect even ithe wasnt caled Romeo. Romeo, lose your name. Trade in yourname—which realy has nothing todo with ound take allo! me in exchange. ROMEO {fo JULIET)! ust your words, Just call me your love, and wiltake @ new name, From pow on | willnver be Romeo again. JULIET Who are you" Wi do you hide in he darkness and istan tomy private houghis? ROMEO | dorit know how to tell you who am by teing you a name. ate my name, der sain, because ry name i your enemy. hadi writen dows, 1 would tear up the paper. JULIET haven't heard you say a hundred words yet but recognize the sound of your voce, Arent you Romeo? And arent you a Mentague? ROMEO sm nlthr cf these things it you dstke thom.No Fear Shakespeare ~ Romeo and Juliet (by SparkNotes) Original Text uueT How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? ‘The orchard walls are high are hard to climb, ‘nd the place death, considering who thou art Itany of my kinsmen ind thee here ROMEO ‘tn ove’ ight wings i I 'erperch these walls, For story imis cannot hold ove cut, ‘And what ove can do, that dares lve ate ‘Thereore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. uueT If thay do s00 thee they wil murder thee ROMEO ‘ack, there ies more peri in thine eye “Than wenty of ther swords. Look thou but sweet ‘And lam proot against ther enmity suuer | would not forthe wold they saw thee here ROMEO Ihave night’ cloak te hide me trom ther eyes, ‘And but thou love me, let them fd me her. iy ife wore better ened by ther nate “Than death proogued, wating of hy ove. Act 2, Scene 2, Page 4 JULIET By whose direction founds thu out thi pace? ROMEO By love, that st cid prompt me to inguire. He lant ma counsel and lant him eyes, amo pilot. Yet, wort thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, | would adventure for such merchandise JULIET ‘Trou know the mask of night's on my face, Else would a maiden bush bepaint my cheek For hat which thou hast hard ma sneak tonight Fain would | dwell on form. Fan, fin deny What Ihave spoko. But farewel complimont! Dost hau lve me? Iknow tho wl say "ay, Ard | wil ake ty word. Yet thou ewes ‘Thou mayst prove false. Allover’ pejures, They say, Jove laughs, O gente Romeo, thou dest ove, pronounce it fathily. ‘Ocitthou think stam too quickly won, Dl eoun and be perverse and eay thee nay. So thou wik woo, But e92, not or the wo In truth, fair Montague, !am too fond, And therefore thou mayst thik my "havior ght ‘But rust me, gentleman, Ii prove more tue Modern Text sULIET Tel me, how di you gotin hare? And why di you come? The orchard was ae hgh, ard if hard to cimb over thom. W any of my relatives find you here they kl you because of who you are, ROMEO {flew over these wals wih the light wings o ove, Stone walls cant keep love out Whatover aman In ove can possibly do, his ove wil make him ry to doit Terelore your relatives are no obstaco SULIET they 860 you, theyl murder you ROMEO ‘Nas, one angry look rom you would be worse than iwenty of your relatives wih swords, Just look at me kindly, and im raincibe aganst heir haved. SULIET "give anything to koop them trom seeing you he ROMEO ‘The darkness wil hide me frm them. And you don'tiove me, let hem find me here. fd rather they kiled me than have t ve without your ove. suLier \Who told you how to get here betow my becroom? ROMEO Love showed me the way—the same thing that "made me ook for you in the fist place. Love tld ‘me what todo, and let ove borow my eyes. rot sailor, but you were actos the farthest 50a, I would risk everything to gain you. JULIET ‘You cant see my face because i's dark out Otherwise, you'd see me blushing about the things youve heare me say tonight I would be hhapoy to keep up good manners an deny the things I cad. But forget about good manners. Do you love me? Iknow you't say "yes," ana believe you. Butt you swear you love me, you might tum out to be ying. They say Jove laughs ue lovers le to each athe. Oh Romeo, you really love me, say it tly. Or # you think’ too easy and quekto win my near, town and playharé-to-got, as long as thal wil make you ty owinme, but othenwise | wouldnt act at way for anything. Intrth, handsome Moriague, lke you too much, s0 you may think my behaviors loose. But rust me, gontaman, Ill prove myst