Read the excerpt from Act III, scene v of Romeo and Juliet. Lady Capulet: But much of grief shows still some want of wit. Juliet: Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss.80 Lady Capulet: So shall you feel the loss, but not the friend Till thou shalt know the reason of my love: Which you weep for. Juliet: Feeling so the loss, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Lady Capulet: Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death,85As that the villain lives which slaugher'd him. Juliet: What villain, madam? Lady Capulet: That same villain, Romeo. Juliet: [Aside.] Villain and he be many miles asunder. God pardon him! I do, with all my heart;90
Read the excerpt from Act IV, scene v of Romeo and Juliet.First Musician: Faith, we may put up our pipes, and be gone.105Nurse: Honest good fellows, ah! put up, put up, for, well you know, this is a pitiful case. [Exit.]First Musician: Ay, by my troth, the case may be amended.[Enter PETER.]Peter: Musicians! O! musicians, ‘Heart’s ease, Heart’s ease:’ O! an ye will have me live, play ‘Heart’s ease.’First Musician: Why ‘Heart’s ease?’Peter: O! musicians, because my heart itself plays ‘My heart is full of woe;’ O! play me some merry dump, to comfort me.110Second Musician: Not a dump we; ’tis no time to play now.Peter: You will not then?Musicians: No.Peter: I will then give it you soundly.First Musician: What will you give us?115Peter: No money, on my faith! but the gleek: I will give you the minstrel.
Read the excerpt from Romeo and Juliet, Act I, Scene v.Romeo: O! then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.Juliet: Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake.105Romeo: Then move not, while my prayers’ effect I take.Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purg’d. [Kissing her.]Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they have took.Romeo: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg’d!Give me my sin again.
In Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, Tybalt is an antagonist because he is a
Read the excerpt from Act II, scene iv of Romeo and Juliet.Benvolio: Tybalt, the kinsman of old Capulet,Hath sent a letter to his father’s house.Mercutio: A challenge, on my life.10Benvolio: Romeo will answer it.Mercutio: Any man that can write may answer a letter.Benvolio: Nay, he will answer the letter’s master, how he dares, being dared.Mercutio: Alas! poor Romeo, he is already dead; stabbed with a white wench’s black eye; shot through the ear with a love-song; the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow-boy’s butt-shaft; and is he a man to encounter Tybalt?
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Which best describes dramatic irony?
Read the excerpt from Act II, scene iv of Romeo and Juliet.Benvolio: Here comes Romeo, here comes Romeo.20Mercutio: Without his roe, like a dried herring. O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his lady was but a kitchen-wench; marry, she had a better love to be-rime her; Dido a dowdy; Cleopatra a gipsy; Helen and Hero hildings and harlots; Thisbe, a grey eye or so, but not to the purpose. Signior Romeo, bon jour! there’s a French salutation to your French slop. You gave us the counterfeit fairly last night.Romeo: Good morrow to you both. What counterfeit did I give you?Mercutio: The slip, sir, the slip; can you not conceive?
Read the excerpt from Act II, scene iii of Romeo and Juliet. Romeo: We met we woo'd and made exchange of vow, I'll tell thee as we pass; but this I pray, That thou consent to marry us to-day. Friar Laurence: Holy Saint Francis! what a change is here; Is Rosaline, whom thou didst love so dear,70So soon forsaken? Young men's love then lies Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes. Jesu Maria! what a deal of brine Hath wash'd thy sallow cheeks for Rosaline; How much salt water thrown away in waste,75To season love, that of it doth not taste!
Read the excerpt from Act III, scene i of Romeo and Juliet. Tybalt: Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries40That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw Romeo: I do protest I never injur'd thee, But love thee better than thou canst devise, Till thou shalt know the reason of my love: And so, good Capulet, which name I tender45As dearly as my own, be satisfied.
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