Romeo and Juliet, ed. by C.E. Moberly

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Página 24 - My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep ; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
Página 72 - Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? Shall I believe That unsubstantial Death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
Página 22 - With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls; For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do that dares love attempt ; Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me. JUL. If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Página 21 - 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.
Página 14 - Tickling a parson's nose as a lies asleep, Then dreams he of another benefice : \ Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats, Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades, Of healths five fathom deep ; and then anon Drums in his ear, at which he starts, and wakes ; 1 And, being thus frighted, swears a prayer or two, And sleeps again.
Página 73 - And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last ! Arms, take your last embrace ! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death...
Página 35 - These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die ; like fire and powder Which as they kiss consume...
Página 23 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke: but farewell compliment! Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word: yet, if thou swear'st, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Página 68 - I do remember an apothecary, — And hereabouts he dwells, — whom late I noted In tatter'd weeds, with overwhelming brows, Culling of simples ; ' meagre were his looks, Sharp misery had worn him to the bones : And in his needy shop a tortoise hung, An alligator stuff...
Página 23 - Well, do not swear: although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night: It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be Ere one can say It lightens.

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