Quotes from the tragedy “Romeo and Juliet” (W. Shakespeare)

William Shakespeare "Romeo and Juliet"

Translation by Shchepkina-Kupernik

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In two families, equal in nobility and glory, In lush Verona, the bloody discord of days past flared up again, Forced the blood of peaceful citizens to flow. From the loins of hostiles, under an ill-fated star, a couple came into being of lovers. After the fulfillment of their terrible fate, the enmity of the fathers died with their death.

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Are you showing us the fig, sir?

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Love flies upward from sighs, like smoke. The lover is happy - and his gaze shines with living fire; lover in grief - The sea can overflow with tears. Love is wise madness: it is full of both bitterness and sweetness.

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- I will repeat what I said before: My child does not yet know life; She is not yet fourteen years old; Let two more lush summers die - Then Juliet can become a wife.

“I’ve known younger, happier mothers.”

- Having ripened so early, they wither earlier.

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So it's time to think about marriage. In Verona, many of the noble ladies are younger than you and have children. As for me, at your age I was your mother for a long time.

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- When I rudely desecrated the holy altar with an unworthy hand - forgive me. Like two humble pilgrims, lips can sweep away the traces of sin with a kiss.

- Dear pilgrim, you are too strict towards your hand: there is only piety in it. Saints have hands: a pilgrim can surely touch them with his hand.

- Is the mouth given to saints and pilgrims?

- Yes, - for prayer, good pilgrim.

- Holy! So let my lips Cling to yours - don’t be inexorable.

- Without moving, the saints listen to us.

- Motionlessly give an answer to my prayers. Your lips remove all sin from mine.

“So my lips accepted your sin?”

- My sin... Oh, your reproach confuses me! - Give back my sin.

- The blame has been removed from you.

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But be quiet! What kind of light flashed in the window? Oh, there's the east! Juliet is the sun. Rise, clear sun, kill the envious moon: she is already completely sick, pale with grief, That, serving her, you are still more beautiful than her. Don't be a jealous maid of the moon! The color of virgin clothes is pale green. Only jesters wear: throw it away. Oh, here is my love, my queen! Oh, let her know that this is so! Did she speak? No, he is silent. The gaze speaks. I will answer it! I'm too bold: this speech is not for me. The two most beautiful stars in the sky, forced to leave for a while, send their prayer to her eyes - to shine for them until they return. But if her eyes were in heaven, And the stars remained on her face, - The shine on her cheeks would eclipse the stars, Like the light of a daylight lamp; Her eyes would stream from heaven into the air Such radiant streams that birds would sing, not believing in the night. Here she propped her beautiful cheek with her hand. Oh, if I were her glove, To touch her cheek!

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- Romeo, oh why are you Romeo! Leave your father and renounce forever In the name of your dear one, if you don’t want to - So swear that you love me - And I won’t be a Capulet anymore.

— Should I wait a little longer or should I answer her right away?

“Your name alone is my enemy, And you are you, not a Montague.” Montague - what does it mean? After all, this is not an arm, nor a leg, nor your face, nor any Part of your body. Oh, take another name! What's in a name? What we call a rose would retain its sweet scent under another name! So, when Romeo would not be called Romeo, he would keep all his sweet virtues Without a name. So drop that name! It's not even a part of you. In return, take all of me!

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- I swear to you by the sacred moon, Which silvers the flowering trees...

- Oh, don’t swear by the fickle moon, the moon that changes its appearance so often. So that your love does not change.

- So what should you swear to?

- Don’t swear at all; Or, if you want, swear by yourself, by yourself - the idol of my soul - and I will believe.

- If the feeling of the heart... No, don’t swear! Even though you are my joy, our nightly agreement is not my joy. He is too fast, sudden, thoughtless - Like lightning that disappears before we say: “Here is lightning.” Oh darling, good night! Let the sprout of love bloom in the warm breath of summer like a beautiful flower in the moment when we see each other again. Friend, good, good night! Find peace and tranquility in your soul, which now reigns in my chest.

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Saint Francis! What a transformation! And your object of love and admiration, And Rosalina! Have you forgotten her? In your eyes there is no passion in your heart. Because of her, what streams of tears flowed onto your pale cheeks! How much salt water did you drink to add spice to love? Everything around me is still in the fog from sighs, I can still hear the sorrow of your groans; I see a trace of a former tear shining on your cheek, not yet washed away. But it was you, and the whole reason for your melancholy was Rosaline! So change! Where is the old passion? No, it’s more forgivable for a woman to fall, When a man has so little strength.

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Dear cat king, I want to take just one of your nine lives, and then, if necessary, beat the other eight out of you. Would you like to take your sword out of its case by the ears? Hurry up, otherwise mine will cut off both your ears first.

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A plague on both your houses!

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Should I condemn my husband? Oh, my poor one, who will spare you, If I, your three-hour wife, did not spare you? But why, villain, did you kill my brother? But my brother would villainously kill my husband! Go away, stupid tears, return again to your source. Tribute to sorrow - drops of pasha; You bring them, by mistake, joy. My husband is alive; Tybalt would have killed him; Tybalt is killed - or he himself would become a murderer. What a consolation! So why am I crying? But there is a word more terrible than the death of Tybalt - It killed me. I would like to forget Him, but my memory is shackled by Him, Like a sinful soul by a crime. Tybalt is killed, Romeo is exiled! In exile! Just one word “exile” Killed ten thousand brothers at once. Tybalt is killed - that's enough grief. If only this would end with one! But if grief needs complicity And the sorrows of the community of others - Why, after these words: “Tybalt is killed,” did I not hear “Father” or “mother died,” or “both”? I would mourn them as it should be. But at the conclusion of Tybalt's death - the Expulsion of Romeo! This means that everyone is killed: mother, father, Tybalt, Romeo and Juliet - all died! Banishment of Romeo! There are no boundaries, Limits, measures of death in this sound. The power of torment cannot be expressed in words. But where is father, where is mother?

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Do you want to leave? But the day is not soon: The nightingale was not a lark, That with singing confused your fearful ears; Here he sings all night in the pomegranate bush. Believe me, dear, it was a nightingale.

That was the lark, the harbinger of the morning, - Not the nightingale. Look, my love, - With an envious ray, Dawn is already cutting through the curtain of clouds in the east. The night puts out the candles: the joyful morning stands on tiptoes on the mountain steeps. To leave is for me to live; to stay is to die.

No, it’s not the light of the morning - I know that: It’s a meteor that separated from the sun, To serve you as a torchbearer And to illuminate the road to Mantua. Stay a little longer, no need to rush.

Well, let them catch me, let them kill me! I'll stay if that's what you want. I will say that the pale light is not the eye of the morning, But the misty reflection of Citia’s brow, And the sounds that pierce the vault of heaven There, on high, are not the trill of a lark. It’s easier for me to stay - I don’t have the will to leave. Hello, oh death! Juliet wants it this way. Well, let's talk to you, my angel: The day has not come, there is time ahead.

It's here, it's here! No, honey, go away! Then the lark sings out of tune, bringing dissonance and discord. And they say that he sings so sweetly! But it’s a lie if he separates us. I heard that the lark and the toad exchanged eyes: oh, if only he could exchange voices with her! He tells us to open our arms, He is the messenger of the day; he drives you on your way. Go: it’s getting lighter and lighter.

Lighter? And our grief is getting darker.

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Forgive me, brother! O sweet Juliet! Why are you so beautiful? You might think that disembodied death has fallen in love with you, That a terrible monster is hiding you here in the darkness, like a mistress! So it’s better for me to stay here with you: From this palace of ominous night I will no longer leave; here, here I will stay, With the grave worms, who from now on are your minions. Oh, here I will find peace for myself, forever indestructible; I will shake off the yoke of unlucky stars From my tired flesh! - Well, look - For the last time, my eyes! You, hands, open your arms for the last time! And you, my lips, the gates of breath, - With a sacred kiss, secure the perpetual Union with stingy death! Here, my bitter companion, my sinister guide, my desperate pilot! Break my tired boat against the rocks! - My love, I drink to you!

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What do I see! Romeo has a bottle in his hand! So the poison brought untimely death. O greedy one! I drank it all and didn't leave a drop of mercy to help me! I'll kiss you right on the lips. Perhaps the poison still remains on them - He will help me die blissfully.

Are they coming here? I'll hurry. How fitting - Romeo's Dagger! Here's your scabbard! Stay in them and let me die.

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I will give you more: I will erect a statue of her from gold. May all people, as long as Verona stands, remember that statue again to remind poor Juliet of fidelity and love.

I will erect a statue of Romeo nearby: After all, both of us were ruined by discord.

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But there is no sadder story in the world than the story of Romeo and Juliet.

Romeo Quotes

Stone fences cannot stop love.

A feeling like love knows no barriers.

I've lost myself and I'm not here. Romeo is gone, Romeo will not be found.

When a person falls in love, he becomes not himself and loses his head.

Ready to accept separation, death, despair For a tender look, for the freshness of sweet lips.

Lovers are ready to sacrifice their lives to meet their soul mates.

The one who was not wounded jokes about the wound.

Who knows what pain is, the cat will not joke about it.

How can you judge what you don't know?..

Judging is the work of the Almighty, only he knows the whole truth.

I want what I lack.

Even if a person has everything he lacked before, he will still find what he wants.

The better the target, the more accurately we aim.

If you have a goal and a desire to achieve it, then the sight will be as accurate as possible.

What evil we do with kindness!

People often use kindness thoughtlessly, and this does not lead to anything good...

I'd rather die than suffer like this!

People always find it difficult to come to terms with life's difficulties, so sometimes they simply choose death...

In my despondency, a book is the same food.

You can learn more from a book than from a bowl of soup.

It’s better to say goodbye to life at once, Than to be exhausted, tormented by refusal.

Refusal is like a blow from an enemy; sometimes it is simply impossible to resist.

Next to you is my home.

Lovers don't care where to live, as long as they are together.

Characteristics of Romeo With Quotes

William Shakespeare breathed new life into the famous Italian legend of two lovers. Romeo and Juliet, which came from the pen of a talented English playwright, became symbols of true love.

The main character named Romeo comes from the noble Montague

. Their entire family is at enmity with the equally famous Capulet family. Not only family members, but even their servants are involved in the conflict. However, Romeo tries to stay away from this feud. It seems to him far-fetched and not worth attention. In addition, the hero is a humanist and despises physical violence even against an enemy.

Romeo is well educated and brought up. He is a true aristocrat, as evidenced by his majestic posture. The hero is still very young, he is about 16 years old at the beginning of the play. But, despite his youth, he is quite prudent and courteous. Such character traits inspire respect even among some members of the Capulet

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Enmity does not interest Romeo, because he is looking for the meaning of existence in something more sublime. Love seems like a suitable hobby for him. He finds an object to admire - the unapproachable Rosalind. This girl is known for her inflexibility and coldness. Romeo tries to woo the cold beauty. Not immediately getting what he wants, he creates for himself the image of a romantic martyr and angrily says that love is very evil. But are the hero's feelings for Rosalind real? After all, he does not think about making her happy, but only about his suffering. Perhaps he wanted to achieve the love of an unapproachable girl in order to test how good he was at this.

Romeo's conversations at the beginning of the play are full of sad pathos. They show him as still a arrogant youth who does not know love. But meeting Juliet at the ball completely transforms Romeo. He forgets about Rosalind, realizing that those feelings were just his imagination. Juliet is a real, sincere girl who does not know how to flirt. Romeo doesn't need to resort to cunning to achieve it. Therefore, at the very first meeting, they kiss.

Romeo is worried that Juliet

- daughter of Capulet. For the first time he regrets that he is a Montague. Romeo tells the heroine that he would like to renounce the name that she hates so much. However, Juliet answers very wisely. What does the name mean? It is not part of a person's being. And no matter what her beloved’s name is, he will remain the same for her.

The main character is a very sensitive nature, and even to some extent foresees his sad future. Before secretly sneaking into the Capulet house for a masquerade, Romeo has a presentiment of something bad. “An unknown something, which is still hidden in the darkness, but will be born from this ball, will untimely shorten my life,” this is how the main character feels the misfortune.

Romeo is shown to be a humanist, but not an ideal hero. He, like the other characters, is subject to his passions. Tybalt and Paris die at his hands. Romeo is arrogant and always defends his honor. That’s why he accepts the challenge of the equally arrogant Paris.

Romeo is the image of a desperate romantic, a brave man who knows how to love.

CHARACTERS

• Escalus, Duke of Verona.
• Paris, a young nobleman, relative of the Duke.
• Montagues, Capulets, heads of two hostile houses.
• An old man, a relative of Capulet.
• Romeo, son of Montague.
• Mercutio, relative of the Duke and friend of Romeo.
• Benvolio, nephew of Montague and friend of Romeo.
• Tybalt, nephew of Lady Capulet.
• Brother Lorenzo, Brother Giovanni, Franciscan friars.
• Balthasar, Romeo's servant.
• Samson, Gregory, Servants of the Capulets.
• Pietro, servant of Juliet's nurse.
• Abram, Montague's servant.
• Pharmacist.
• Three musicians.
• Page Mercutio.
• Paris's page.
• Bailiff.
• Signora Montague, wife of Montague.
• Signora Capulet, Capulet's wife
• Juliet, daughter of Capulet.
• Juliet's nurse.
• Citizens of Verona, relatives of both houses, men and women, masks, guards, sentries and servants, Choir.

Juliet Quotes

The gods gave us lips for prayer.

Reading a prayer is the direct responsibility of the lips.

No, do not swear by the deceiving moon In love to the grave of the young maiden! Or you will be, like the moon, fickle...

Feelings need to be proven not by oaths, but by actions.

There is no limit to them - the more I spend, the more I have left.

Feelings have no limits or boundaries.

The pain of parting is so pleasant to me, That until the morning I would repeat “Goodbye!”

Parting for lovers is the beginning of the countdown until they meet again.

Cupid without wings is simply a freak...

Love, lovers, Cupid have wings... And if someone doesn’t have them, beware - this is false love.

But old people are like dead people - Sick in appearance, pale in face...

Despite their pitiful appearance, they are not devoid of feelings, which means they are far from dead.

Beauty does not require embellishment. Only a beggar will set a price for himself. My love does not look for vain words - It has already grown immensely.

Feelings do not require decoration; when they are naked, then they are real.

Trouble never moves alone, but moves in a vicious circle.

And the vicious circle, as we know, has no way out...

My bed is empty and cold - Even if it’s not my husband, death will take me.

Death is sweeter than life without a loved one.

You can't be proud of what you hate.

You need to be proud of love, not hate. You just need to get rid of the latter, and as quickly as possible.

Well, let it be what it should be.

No one can escape what is destined by fate.

A rose smells like a rose, Call it a rose or not.

Everything has its own color, aroma, character, even if you call things differently a hundred times, they will not lose their properties.

PROLOGUE

The Choir enters.

Choir

In two families, equal in nobility and glory, In lush Verona, the bloody discord of days past flared up again, Forced the blood of peaceful citizens to flow. From the loins of hostiles, under an ill-fated star, a couple came into being of lovers. After the fulfillment of their terrible fate, the enmity of the fathers died with their death. The whole course of their love, doomed to death, And the ardent anger of their loved ones, which faded away Only after the death of the couple in love, Perhaps, it will occupy you for two hours. If you give us your attention, we will smooth out all the flaws with our efforts. Leaves.

Romeo + Juliet

TRAKT0R presents Two equally respected families in Verona, where events greet us, they are engaged in internecine battles, and do not want to stop the bloodshed. The children of the leaders love each other, but fate sets up intrigues for them, and their death at the grave doors puts an end to irreconcilable discord. Their life, love and death and, moreover, the peace of their parents on their grave for two hours will constitute the creature played out before you. Two equally respected families in Verona, where events meet us, are waging internecine battles. and do not want to stop the bloodshed. As fate would have it, the children of the leaders love each other. Fulgenchio Capulet, Juliet's father Gloria Capulet, Juliet's mother Ted Montague, Romeo's father Caroline Montague, Romeo's mother Duke, police chief Dave Paris, son of Governor Mercutio, Romeo's best friend Before the mongrels from the house of Capulet, I will resist - not to move! Shitty Capulets! May you rot! Boys from the Montague House - This is a master's quarrel. - And between their servants! Boys from the House of Capulet Ene-bene-slave, quinter-finter-toad! I'm just a piece of meat! I'm... just a piece of meat! Abra, Capulet Here comes Capulet! Start a fight, I'll follow you. My sword is ready! A? I will bite my nail at their address. They will be disgraced if they remain silent. Forward! I'm after you! Is it on our account that you are biting your nail, sir? I... am biting my nail, sir... Is it on our account that you are biting your nail, sir? If this is confirmed, is the law on our side? In no case! No, I'm not biting my nail at your expense, sir. And I say, I’m biting my nail, sir! “Are you looking for a fight, sir?” - Me, sir? No sir! If you're stuffed, I'm at your service. I live with the gentlemen no worse - But not with the best either. There's one of the owner's relatives. Speak - from the best! - The best, sir! - You are lying! Fight if you are men! Stop, you fool! You don't know what you're doing! Benvolio Montague, cousin of Romeo Arms away! Add fire to your life Tybalt Capulet, Prince of Cats Juliet's cousin How did you get involved with this peasant? This is your death. Turn around, Benvolio! I want to reconcile them. Put down your sword, or let's separate them together. World? World? I hate the world and the word “world”, and all the Montagues, and you! Boom. - Forward! Let's go to! - Wait! Forward! Ah-ah-ah! They are waging internecine battles and don’t want to... Don’t continue! Where is my fighting sword? A crutch for him! The sword was missing! Rioters, Who disturbs the peace? Throw your weapons to the ground! On pain of torture, throw your weapons to the ground from bloody hands! Three times, under the influence of nonsense words, both of you, Capulets and Montagues, disturbed the peace of the streets with massacres. And if you ever run into each other again, you will pay me with your life for everything. But where is Romeo, don’t you know? It’s fortunate that he didn’t take part in the quarrel! Signora, early in the morning in the sycamore grove, I saw my son