Day – break… (3.5.37-41)

Enter NURSE [hastily]. NURSE            Madam! JULIET                        Nurse? NURSE            Your lady mother is coming to your chamber.                         The day is broke, be wary, look about.       [Exit.] JULIET                        Then window, let day in, and let life out. (3.5.37-41) Staging. The Nurse must enter below, if the lovers are aloft, at the window; she might enter at […]

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Lighter, and lighter, and darker still (3.5.27-36)

JULIET                        It is the lark that sings so out of tune,                         Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.                         Some say the lark makes sweet division:                         This doth not so, for she divideth us.                         Some say the lark and loathèd toad changed eyes;                         O now I would they had changed voices too, […]

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