Snakes and bears and bones: bring it on, says Juliet (4.1.77-88)

JULIET                        O bid me leap, rather than marry Paris,                         From off the battlements of any tower,                         Or walk in thievish ways, or bid me lurk                         Where serpents are; chain me with roaring bears,                         Or hide me nightly in a charnel house,                         O’ercovered quite with dead men’s rattling bones,                         With […]

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Finally! the Friar may have a plan… (4.1.68-76)

FRIAR              Hold, daughter, I do spy a kind of hope,                         Which craves as desperate an execution                         As that is desperate which we would prevent.                         If, rather than to marry County Paris,                         Thou hast the strength of will to slay thyself,                         Then is it likely thou wilt undertake                         A thing […]

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Longing to die – marrying Paris is impossible (4.1.60-67)

JULIET                        Therefore, out of thy long-experienced time,                         Give me some present counsel, or, behold,                         ’Twixt my extremes and me this bloody knife                         Shall play the umpire, arbitrating that                         Which the commission of thy years and art                         Could to no issue of true honour bring.                         Be not so long to […]

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Hands and hearts, sealed indissolubly (4.1.55-59)

JULIET                        God joined my heart and Romeo’s, thou our hands,                         And ere this hand, by thee to Romeo sealed,                         Shall be the label to another deed,                         Or my true heart with treacherous revolt                         Turn to another, this shall slay them both: (4.1.55-59) So Juliet spells it out for him, as the […]

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Friar! Don’t just stand there, do something! (or else) (4.1.50-54)

JULIET                        Tell me not, Friar, that thou hearest of this,                         Unless thou tell me how I may prevent it.                         If in thy wisdom thou canst give no help,                         Do thou but call my resolution wise,                         And with this knife I’ll help it presently. (4.1.50-54) Juliet’s frustration with the Friar here is […]

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Can the Friar help? (4.1.44-49)

JULIET                        O shut the door, and when thou hast done so,                         Come weep with me, past hope, past cure, past help! FRIAR              O Juliet, I already know thy grief,                         It strains me past the compass of my wits.                         I hear thou must, and nothing may prorogue it,                         On Thursday next be […]

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Paris, reverting to outright creepiness (4.1.37-43)

JULIET                        Are you at leisure, holy father, now,                         Or shall I come to you at evening mass? FRIAR              My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.                         My lord, we must entreat the time alone. PARIS              God shield I should disturb devotion!                         Juliet, on Thursday early will I rouse ye;                         Till then adieu, […]

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Joyless banter with Paris (4.1.29-36)

PARIS              Poor soul, thy face is much abused with tears. JULIET                        The tears have got small victory by that,                         For it was bad enough before their spite. PARIS              Thou wrong’st it more than tears with that report. JULIET                        That is no slander, sir, which is a truth,                         And what I spake, I spake […]

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Paris cannot do flirting (4.1.22-28)

PARIS              Come you to make confession to this father? JULIET                        To answer that, I should confess to you. PARIS              Do not deny to him that you love me. JULIET                        I will confess to you that I love him. PARIS              So will ye, I am sure, that you love me. JULIET                        If I do so, it […]

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Enter Juliet, with nerves of steel (4.1.15-21)

PARIS              Now do you know the reason of this haste. FRIAR              [Aside] I would I knew not why it should be slowed. –                         Look, sir, here comes the lady toward my cell.                                     Enter JULIET. PARIS              Happily met, my lady and my wife! JULIET                        That may be, sir, when I may be a wife. PARIS              […]

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