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This task, however, Crabbe rightly declined, being diffident as to his scholarship. In October of this year Crabbe was again working hard at his botany for like the Friar in Romeo and Juliet his time was always much divided between the counselling of young couples and the "culling of simples" when his household received the tidings of the death of John Tovell of Parham, after a brief illness.
Capper said, and how he well remembered that they had been to the play with orders on the very night previous, and had seen Romeo and Juliet, and the pantomime, and how Mrs.
This mere outline of the play is given to suggest points of resemblance between it the first sketch of this kind of drama of passion, the frenzy of the soul and senses and the masterpiece of this type, Romeo and Juliet. Many passages in the plays of Roswitha remind us of Shakespeare, but it is not possible to deal adequately with them here, nor does it seem material to do so.
Shakespeare might have met Rosencrantz and Guildenstern in the white streets of London, or seen the serving-men of rival houses bite their thumbs at each other in the open square; but Hamlet came out of his soul, and Romeo out of his passion.
Here Romeo took his last leave of his lady's lips, kissing them; and here he shook the burden of his cross stars from his weary body, swallowing that poison which the apothecary had sold him, whose operation was fatal and real, not like that dissembling potion which Juliet had swallowed, the effect of which was now nearly expiring, and she about to awake to complain that Romeo had not kept his time, or that he had come too soon.
If she had not had a jewel in the world, she would not have kept his sapphire. Didn't he know that? But how could he know? To him it had been "a sweet dream a rare old tale," and she had thought him a Romeo ready to die for her sake, an Aucassin willing to brave Hell rather than give her up, a Lohengrin sent from Heaven! She shuddered and hid her face in her hands. At last she crept into bed.
I guess Juliet was really on a visit to an aunt in the country when she first met Romeo, for fancy a girl in her senses yelling down from that balcony up at the top of a tall house to any lover, let alone a secret one? Besides, there wouldn't have been enough rope in Verona to make the ladder for Romeo to climb up."
We're going to have the ball-room scene on the tennis-court just in front of the evergreens, don't you know, and then the balcony scene in the same place. We have to cut some of the business between Romeo and Juliet, because it's too long, you know, and some of it's too too passionate; we couldn't do it properly, and we've decided to leave it out.
Romie said if I'd make another chocolate cake like the one I made the day after she was there, he'd take it up to her and show her whether I could cook or not." "I believe he would," returned Allison, with a trace of sarcasm which Juliet entirely missed. Then he laughed at the vision of Romeo bearing the proof of his twin's culinary skill into Madame Bernard's living room.
And under that grey and silver cloudland, with a background of those frost-bitten and wind-tortured trees, the little Londoner told me a tale which, true or false, was as heartrending as Romeo and Juliet. He had slowly built up in the village a small business as a photographer, and he was engaged to a girl at one of the lodges, whom he loved with passion.
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