romeo & julia mit frösche.
Romeo & Julia mit Frösche
Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.
GREGORY The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.
SAMPSON ’Tis all one!
MERCUTIO O! then, I see, Queen Mab hath been with you.
ROMEO Peace, peace! Mercutio, peace! Thou talk’st of nothing.
CAPULET You are welcome, gentlemen! Come, musicians, play. A hall! a hall! give room, and foot it, girls. [Music plays, and they dance.] More light, ye knaves! and turn the tables up, And quench the fire, the room has grown too hot.
ROMEO What lady is that which doth enrich the hand of yonder knight? O! she doth teach the torches to burn bright.
MERCUTIO Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover!
ROMEO But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!
MERCUTIO Romeo, good night: I’ll to my truckle-bed; This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep: Come, shall we go?
BENVOLIO Go, then; for ’tis in vain To seek him here that means not to be found.
FRIAR LAURENCE Here comes the lady: O! so light a foot Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint: Romeo shall thank thee, daughter, for us both.
FRIAR LAURENCE Come, come with me, and we will make short work; For, by your leaves, you shall not stay alone Till holy church incorporate two in one.
TYBALT [Drawing.] I am for you. ROMEO Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up.
MERCUTIO I am hurt. A plague o’ both your houses!
BENVOLIO Romeo, away! be gone!
ROMEO O! I am Fortune’s fool.
JULIET’S Chamber. Enter ROMEO and JULIET.
JULIET Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day: It was the nightingale, and not the lark.
CAPULET Wife, we scarce thought us bless’d That God had lent us but this only child; But now I see this one is one too much, And that we have a curse in having her.
CAPULET Ha! let me see her. Out, alas! she’s cold; Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.
NURSE O lamentable day!
LADY CAPULET O woeful time!
ROMEO For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes This vault a feasting presence full of light. Here’s to my love! [Drinks.] O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die.
JULIET O happy dagger! [Snatching ROMEO’S dagger.] This is thy sheath; [Stabs herself.] there rest, and let me die. [Falls on ROMEO’S body and dies.]
PRINCE Where be these enemies? – Capulet! Montague! See what a scourge is laid upon your hate, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love; And I, for winking at your discords too, Have lost a brace of kinsmen: all are punish’d.
PRINCE A glooming peace this morning with it brings; The sun, for sorrow, will not show his head: Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things: Some shall be pardon’d, and some punished: For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.