Excerpts from Romeo and Juliet- William Shakespeare

Excerpts from Romeo and Juliet- William Shakespeare

"Not I, believe me: you have dancing shoes
With nimble soles: I have a soul of lead
So stakes me to the ground I cannot move. "
-Romeo

"O, she doth teach the torches to
burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."
-Romeo

"My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me,
That I must love a loathed enemy."
-Juliet

"O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I'll no longer be a Capulet."
-Juliet

"A thousand times the worse, to want thy light.
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from
their books,
But love from love, toward school
with heavy looks"
-Romeo

" He jests at scars that never felt a wound.
But, soft! what light through yonder
window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair
than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they
return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would
shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in
heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it
were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek! "
-Romeo

"Good night, Good night! parting is
such sweet sorrow…
that I shall say good night till it be
morrow."
-Romeo

:O my love, my wife! Death, that hath
suck'd the honey of thy breath hath
had no power yet upon thy beauty."
-Romeo

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