Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth
Scene 1
Scene 2
Scene 3
Scene 4
Scene 5
Scene 6
Romeo Ditches Friends
Balcony
Romeo Meets Frior
Romeo tells Nurse plans
Nurse tells Juliet
Romeo and Juliet marry.
What lady’s that, which doth enrich the hand
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.
Then plainly know my heart’s dear love is setOn the fair daughter of rich Capulet
That’s my good son! But where hast thou been then?
e. Good heart, and i’ faith I will tell her as much. Lord,Lord! she will be a joyful woman.
Nurse, commend me to thy lady and mistress. I protestunto thee—
Then hie you hence to Friar Laurence’ cell;There stays a husband to make you a wife
Hie to high fortune! Honest nurse, farewell.
. Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joy Be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more
Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth