Midterm Flashcards

1
Q

Will you stay no longer, nor will you not
that I go with you?
(1–2)
If you will not murder me for my love, let me
be your servant.
(31–32)
But come what may, I do adore thee so
That danger shall seem sport, and I will go

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12th night
Antonio to Sebastian
-gay

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Not yet old enough for a man, nor young
enough for a boy; as a squash is before ‘tis a peascod,
or a codling when ‘tis almost an apple. ‘Tis with him in
standing water between boy and man. He is very well-
favoured, and he speaks very shrewishly. One would
think his mother’s milk were scarce out of him

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12th night
-Malvivio to Olivia describing Ceasiro
-His appearance is already confusing

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O, let me teach you how to knit again
This scattered corn into one mutual sheaf,
These broken limbs again into one body ;
Lest Rome herself be bane unto herself,
And she whom mighty kingdoms curtsy to,
Like a forlorn and desperate castaway,
Do shameful execution on herself.
[…]
(To Lucius) Speak, Rome’s dear friend, as erst our ancestor, * Aeneas
When with his solemn tongue he did discourse
To lovesick Dido’s sad attending ear
The story of that baleful burning night
When subtle Greeks surprised King Priam’s Troy.
Tell us what Sinon
hath bewitched our ears,
Or who hath brought the fatal engine in
That gives our Troy, our Rome, the civil wound

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Titus
Marcus
after everyone dies
-ovid metamorphisis referances

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Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,
Profaners of this neighbour-stainèd steel—
Will they not hear? What ho! You men, you beasts,
That quench the fire of your pernicious rage
With purple fountains issuing from your veins:
On pain of torture, from those bloody hands
Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground,
And hear the sentence of your movèd Prince

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Romeo & Juliet
The Prince stopping the first against the two families
-hateraged

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5
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But Romeo may not, he is banishèd.
Flies may do this, but I from this must fly;
They are free men, but I am banishèd

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romeo and juliet
Romeo afgter being banished
-jealous flikes will be able to touch juliet

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6
Q

O she knew well
Thy love did read by rote that could not spell.
But come, young waverer, come go with me,
In one respect I’ll thy assistant be:
For this alliance may so happy prove
To turn your households’ rancour to pure love.

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romeo and juliet
friar lawerance
-hope

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7
Q

The earth that’s nature’s mother is her tomb;
What is her burying grave, that is her womb;
And from her womb children of divers kind
We sucking on her natural bosom find;
Many for many virtues excellent,
None but for some, and yet all different.
O mickle is the powerful grace that lies
In plants, herbs, stones, and their true qualities;
For naught so vile that on the earth doth live,
But to the earth some special good doth give;
Nor aught so good but, strained from that fair use,
Revolts from true birth, stumbling on abuse

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romeo and juliet
friar lawerance
-good vs. evil contrats

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8
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Well, do not swear. Although I joy in thee,
I have no joy of this contract tonight:
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,
Too like the lightning which doth cease to be
Ere one can say “It lightens.

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Romeo & juliet
Juliet flirting with Romeo duirng the balcony scene
-She is the voice of reason

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9
Q

‘Tis beauty truly blent, whose red and white
Nature’s own sweet and cunning hand laid on.
Lady, you are the cruell’st she alive
If you will lead these graces to the grave
And leave the world no copy.*

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12th night
Viola to Olivia
-irony
-duty

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10
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I do not now fool myself, to let
imagination jade me; for every reason excites to
this, that my lady loves me. She did commend
my yellow stockings of late, she did praise my
leg being cross-gartered, and in this she
manifests herself to my love, and with a kind of
injunction drives me to habits of her liking.

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12th night
-malvialio his response to the letter
-delusional

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11
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As if that name,
Shot from the deadly level of a gun,
Did murder her

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romeo and juliet
romeo feeling guilty after killing tybalt
-what is a name

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12
Q

I’ll be revenged on the whole pack of you

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12th night
Malvinio after realizing being tricked
-a joke can cause evilness

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13
Q

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, had she a
better lover to berhyme her—Dido a dowdy,
Cleopatra a gypsy, Helen and Hero hildings and
harlots, Thisbe a grey eye or so, but not to the
purpose

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Romeo & juliet
Mercutio
-outside referances
-a name being used as a joke

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14
Q

O, sir, I will not be so hard-hearted. I will give out divers schedules
of my beauty. It shall be inventoried, and every particle and utensil
labelled to my will, as, item, two lips, indifferent* red; item, two grey eyes,
with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. Were you sent
hither to praise me?

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12th night
Olvia mocking Viola telling her to have a kid
-patrachism

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15
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Speak, gentle niece, what stern ungentle hands
Have lopped and hewed and made thy body bare
Of her two branches, those sweet ornaments,
Whose circling shadows kings have sought to sleep in,
And might not gain so great a happiness
As have thy love? Why dost not speak to me?
Alas, a crimson river of warm blood,
Like to a bubbling fountain stirred with wind,
Doth rise and fall between thy rosèd lips,
Coming and going with thy honey breath.
But, sure, some Tereus hath deflowered thee,
And, lest thou shouldst detect him, cut thy tongue.
Ah, now thou turn’st away thy face for shame!
And, notwithstanding all this loss of blood,
As from a conduit with three issuing spouts,
Yet do thy cheeks look red as Titan’s face
Blushing to be encountered with a cloud.
Shall I speak for thee? shall I say ‘tis so?
O, that I knew thy heart; and knew the beast,
That I might rail at him, to ease my mind!
Sorrow concealèd, like an oven stopped,
Doth burn the heart to cinders where it is.Fair
Philomela, she but lost her tongue,
And in a tedious sampler sewed her mind;
But, lovely niece, that mean is cut from thee.
A craftier Tereus, cousin, hast thou met,
And he hath cut those pretty fingers off,
That could have better sewed than Philomel.
O, had the monster seen those lily hands
Tremble, like aspen leaves, upon a lute,
And make the silken strings delight to kiss them,
He would not then have touch’d them for his life.
Or, had he heard the heavenly harmony
Which that sweet tongue hath made,
He would have dropped his knife and fell asleep,
As Cerberus at the Thracian poet’s feet.
(2.4.16–51)

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Titus
Marcus
Lavina had just been assualted and Marcus is going on a long speech about the situation
-Patrichasm
Referance to Ovid

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16
Q

He named Sebastian. I my brother know
Yet living in my glass. Even such and so
In favour was my brother, and he went
Still in this fashion, colour, ornament,
For him I imitate. O if it prove,
Tempests are kind, and salt waves fresh in love

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12th night

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17
Q

Within the infant rind of this weak flower
Poison hath residence and medicine power:
For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;
Being tasted, stays all senses with the heart.
Two such opposèd kings encamp them still
In man as well as herbs, grace and rude will;
And where the worser is predominant,
Full soon the canker death eats up that plan

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romeo and juliet
friar lawerance after deciding to marry romeo and jujliet
-contrasting

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18
Q

Why, so I do, the noblest that I have.
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first
Methought she purged the air of pestilence;
That instant was I turn’d into a hart,
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E’er since pursue me.

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12th night
orsino talking abut his love for olivia
-referancing the man who was turned into a deer and was killed by his own hounds

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19
Q

If the Duke continue these
favours towards you, Cesario, you are like to
be much advanced. He hath known you but
three days, and already you are no stranger

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12th night
Valetine telling Viola she is doing a good job
-weird work/boss relationship

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20
Q

’Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? It is nor hand nor foot,
Nor arm nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O be some other name!
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other word would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for thy name, which is no part of thee,
Take all myself.

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Romeo & Juliet
Juliet in the balcony scene
-petrachism

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21
Q

Hath Romeo slain himself? Say thou but ‘Ay’,
And that bare vowel ‘I’ shall poison more
Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice.* *mythic serpent that can kill with a look
I am not I if there be such an ‘I’,
Or those eyes shut that makes thee answer ‘Ay’.
If he be slain say ‘Ay’, or if not, ‘No’.
Brief sounds determine of my weal or woe.
(3.2.45–51)

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romeo and juliet
Juliet is asking the nurse if romeo had killed himself
-cockatrice: mythic serpent

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22
Q

So comes it, lady, you have been mistook.
But nature to her bias drew in that.
You would have been contracted to a maid,
Nor are you therein, by my life, deceived.
You are betrothed both to a maid and a man.

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12th night

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23
Q

left no ring with her. What means this lady?
Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her.
She made good view of me, indeed so much
That sure methought her eyes had lost her tongue,
For she did speak in starts, distractedly.
She loves me sure, the cunning of her passion
Invites me in this churlish messenger.
None of my lord’s ring! Why, he sent her none.
I am the man. If it be so——as ‘tis——
Poor lady, she were better love a dream!
Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness
Wherein the pregnant* enemy** does much. ready/prepared **devil
How easy is it for the proper-false
*attractive and deceptive
In women’s waxen hearts to set their forms!
Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we,
For such as we are made of, such we be.
How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly,
And I, poor monster, fond as much on him,
And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me.
What will become of this? As I am man,
My state is desperate for my master’s love;
As I am woman, now alas the day,
What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe!
O time! thou must untangle this, not I;
It is too hard a knot for me t’untie

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12th night

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24
Q

y fault our law calls death; but the kind Prince,
Taking thy part, hath rushed aside the law,
And turned that black word ‘death’ to ‘banishment’. (3.3.25–27)

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romeo and juliet

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Pardon me, sir; it was a black ill-favoured fly, Like to the Empress’ Moor; therefore I killed him.
Ttius Marcus He is joking that he killed the fly pretending it was Aaron -Racism
26
O me! What fray was here? Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all: Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love. Why then, O brawling love, O loving hate, O anything of nothing first created; O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms, Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, Still-waking sleep that is not what it is: This love feel I, that feel no love in this. Dost thou not laugh
Romeo & Juliet Romeo in his depression moping -dramatic -paradox
27
Now climbeth Tamora Olympus' top, Safe out of fortune's shot; and sits aloft, Secure of thunder's crack or lightning flash; Advanced above pale envy's threat’ning reach. As when the golden sun salutes the morn, And, having gilt the ocean with his beams, Gallops the zodiac in his glistering coach, And overlooks the highest-peering hills; So Tamora: Upon her wit doth earthly honour wait, And virtue stoops and trembles at her frown. Then, Aaron, arm thy heart, and fit thy thoughts, To mount aloft with thy imperial mistress, And mount her pitch, whom thou in triumph long Hast prisoner held, fetter'd in amorous chains And faster bound to Aaron's charming eyes Than is Prometheus tied to Caucasus. Away with slavish weeds and servile thoughts! I will be bright, and shine in pearl and gold, To wait upon this new-made empress. To wait, said I? to wanton with this queen, This goddess, this Semiramis, this nymph, This siren, that will charm Rome's Saturnine, And see his shipwreck and his commonweal's. (2.1.1–24)
Titus Andronicus Aaron He talks about how eager he is now that his lover Tamora is empress. -Mythology - Shows his smarts - Self Serving Foreshadow
28
This concurs directly with the letter. She sends him on purpose that I may appear stubborn to him, for she incites me to that in the letter: ‘Cast thy humble slough,’ says she. ‘Be opposite with a kinsman, surly with servants; let thy tongue tang with arguments of state; put thyself into the trick of singularity,’ and consequently sets down the manner how: as, a sad face, a reverend carriage, a slow tongue, in the habit of some Sir of note, and so forth. I have limed her, but it is Jove’s doing, and Jove make me thankful! And when she went away now, ‘Let this fellow be looked to.’ ‘Fellow!’ Not ‘Malvolio,’ nor after my degree, but ‘fellow.’ Why, everything adheres together that no dram of a scruple, no scruple of a scruple, no obstacle, no incredulous or unsafe circumstance — what can be said? Nothing that can be can come between me and the full prospect of my hopes
12th night
29
For boy, however we do praise ourselves, Our fancies are more giddy and unfirm, More longing, wavering, sooner lost and worn, Than women’s are.
12th night
30
Without his roe, like a dried herring. O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified! Now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowed in ..
Romeo & Juliet Mercuito - jokes on Romeo's name
31
Lavinia, wert thou thus surprised, sweet girl? Ravished and wronged, as Philomela was, Forced in the ruthless, vast, and gloomy woods? See, see; ay, such a place there is, where we did hunt— O, had we never, never hunted there! Patterned by that the poet here describes, By nature made for murders and for rapes
Titus Titus trying to decipher what Lavina is trying to tell them while she shows them the story in the book. -Ovid
32
My lord the emperor, resolve me this: Was it well done of rash Virginius To slay his daughter with his own right hand, Because she was enforced, stained, and deflowered?
Titus Titus asking Saturnitus at dinner a question of history -reference to the death of Vergina
33
A joyless, dismal, black, and sorrowful issue. Here is the babe, as loathsome as a toad Amongst the fair-faced breeders of our clime; The Empress sends it thee, thy stamp, thy seal, And bids thee christen it with thy dagger’s point
Titus The Nurse telling Aaron he has a child and he needs to kill it -racism
34
O swear not by the moon, th’inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circled orb, Lest that thy love prove likewise variable
Romeo & juliet Juliet flirting with Romeo duirng the balcony scene -She is the voice of reason
35
But that’s all one, our play is done, And we’ll strive to please you every day.
12th night feste
36
Dear lad, believe it; For they shall yet belie thy happy years That say thou art a man: Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound, And all is semblative a woman's part. I know thy constellation is right apt For this affair.
12th night
37
here is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of so strong a passion As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart So big, to hold so much. They lack retention. Alas, their love may be called appetite, No motion of the liver, but the palate, That suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt. But mine is all as hungry as the sea, And can digest as much. Make no compare Between that love a woman can bear me And that I owe Olivia
12th night
38
my, just; a verse in Horace—right, you have it. (Aside) Now, what a thing it is to be an ass! Here’s no sound jest! The old man hath found their guilt, And sends them weapons wrapped around with lines That wound, beyond their feeling, to the quick
titus Aaron is talking to Chiron and Demetris when they receive Titus's gift - Horace reference from Odes
39
Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent; For women are as roses, whose fair flower Being once displayed, doth fall that very hour.
12th night
40
And yet I wish but for the thing I have: My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. (2.1.175–178)
Romeo & juliet Juliet flirting with Romeo duirng the balcony scene -She is the voice of reason
41
Two households both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life, Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents’ strife. The fearful passage of their death-marked love, And the continuance of their parents’ rage— Which but their children’s end naught could remove— Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage; The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend. Luhrmann’s film has a newscaster read the prologue on TV
Romeo & Juliet The prologue -Doubleness -foreshadow
42
O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name; Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I’ll no longer be a Capulet
Romeo & Juliet Juliet in the balcony scene -irony
43
Ha, banishment? Be merciful, say ‘death’; For exile hath more terror in his look, Much more than death. Do not say ‘banishment.’ (12–14) Hence banishèd is banished from the world, And world’s exile is death. Then ‘banishèd’ Is death mistermed. Calling death ‘banishèd,’ Thou cutt’st my head off with a golden axe (19–22) But banishèd to kill me? ‘Banishèd’? O Friar, the damnèd use that word in hell; Howling attends it. How hast thou the heart, Being a divine, a ghostly confessor, A sin-absolver, and my friend professed, To mangle me with that word ‘banishèd’? (46–51) O, thou wilt speak again of banishment. (53) Yet ‘banishèd’? Hang up philosophy! (57) What does it mean that Romeo repeats this word over and over? How does this linguistic short-circuiting relate to the wordplay we saw earlier: both cases of language gone wild?
romeo and juliet
44
For even the day before she broke her brow, And then my husband—God be with his soul, A* was a merry man—took up the child. ‘Yea’, quoth he, ‘dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit, Wilt thou not, Jule?’ And by my holidam,** The pretty wretch left crying and said ‘Ay’. To see now how a jest shall come about!
romeo and juliet
45
For worse than Philomel you used my daughter, And worse than Procne I will be revenged.
Titus Titus .... finish this later
46
Let fools do good, and fair men call for grace, Aaron will have his soul black like his face.
Titus Aaron Tricking Titus to cut off his hand. -Racism -Aaron soul being evil
47
las, poor Romeo, he is already dead, stabbed with a white wench’s black eye, run 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?
Romeo & Juliet Mercunio finish later
48
his is the air, that is the glorious sun, This pearl she gave me, I do feel’t and see’t, And though ’tis wonder that enwraps me thus, Yet ’tis not madness. [...] For though my soul disputes well with my sense That this may be some error but no madness, Yet doth this accident and flood of fortune So far exceed all instance, all discourse, That I am ready to distrust mine eyes And wrangle with my reason that persuades me To any other trust but that I am mad, Or else the lady’s mad. Yet [...]
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49
would it be better, madam, than I am? I wish it might, for now I am your fool.
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50
These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness, And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately: long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow.
romeo & juliet
51
A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful. But though I could not with such estimable wonder over-far believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her: she bore a mind that envy could not but call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more.
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52
Your master quits you, and for your service done him So much against the mettle of your sex, So far beneath your soft and tender breeding, And since you called me master for so long, Here is my hand, you shall from this time be Your master’s mistress
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53
How now! Has sorrow made thee dote already? What violent hands can she lay on her life? Ah, wherefore dost thou urge the name of hands, To bid Aeneas tell the tale twice o’er, How Troy was burnt and he made miserable? O, handle not the theme, to talk of hands, Lest we remember still that we have none
Titus Titus to Marcus Talking about how Lavina wants to take her life but makes a joke of it. -Puns about hands
54
A lady, sir, though it was said she much resembled me, was yet of many accounted beautiful. But though I could not with such estimable wonder over-far believe that, yet thus far I will boldly publish her: she bore a mind that envy could not but call fair. She is drowned already, sir, with salt water, though I seem to drown her remembrance again with more
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55
One face, one voice, one habit, and two persons, A natural perspective, that is and is not
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56
Believe me, queen, your swarthy Cimmerian* Doth make your honour of his body’s hue, Spotted, detested, and abominable. Why are you sequestered from all your train, Dismounted from your snow-white goodly steed, And wander'd hither to an obscure plot, Accompanied but with a barbarous Moor, If foul desire had not conducted you? (2.2.73
Titus Bassanius He catches Tamora having an affair with Aaron in the woods. - Racism
57
f music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it, that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again, it had a dying fall. O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough, no more, 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. [Music ceases] O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou, That notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the sea, nought enters there, Of what validity and pitch so e'er, But falls into abatement and low price Even in a minute! So full of shapes is fancy That it alone is high fantastical
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58
Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus’ lodging. Such a wagoner As Phaëton would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night, That runaways’ eyes may wink, and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalked of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties; or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night. Come, civil night, Thou sober-suited matron all in black, And learn me how to lose a winning match, Played for a pair of stainless maidenhoods. Hood my unmanned blood, bating in my cheeks, With thy black mantle, till strange love grow bold, Think true love acted simple modesty. Come night, come Romeo, come thou day in night; For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than new snow upon a raven’s back. Come gentle night, come loving black-browed night, Give me my Romeo; and when I shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun. O, I have bought the mansion of a love, But not possessed it; and though I am sold, Not yet enjoyed. So tedious is this day As is the night before some festival To an impatient child that hath new robes And may not wear them
finish later
59
hy should I not, had I the heart to do it, Like to th’ Egyptian thief at point of death, Kill what I love—a savage jealousy That sometime savours nobly. But hear me this: Since you to non-regardance cast my faith, And that I partly know the instrument That screws me from my true place in your favour, Live you the marble-breasted tyrant still. But this your minion*, whom I know you love, *sexual favorite And whom, by heaven I swear, I tender dearly, Him will I tear out of that cruel eye Where he sits crownèd in his master’s spite.* *to his master’s mortification (To Viola) Come, boy, with me, my thoughts are ripe in mischief. I’ll sacrifice the lamb that I do love To spite a raven’s heart within a dove
12th night
60
Oft have I digged up dead men from their graves, And set them upright at their dear friends’ door, Even when their sorrows almost was forgot, And on their skins, as on the bark of trees, Have with my knife carvèd in Roman letters, ‘Let not your sorrow die, though I am dead.’ But I have done a thousand dreadful things As willingly as one would kill a fly, And nothing grieves me heartily indeed, But that I cannot do ten thousand more.
finish this later
61
What relish is this? How runs the stream? Or* I am mad, or else this is a dream. *either Let fancy still my sense in Lethe* steep. If it be thus to dream, still let me sleep
12th night
62
Too well what love women to men may owe. In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man As it might be, perhaps, were I a woman I should your lordship.
12th night
63
Soft, so busily she turns the leaves! Help her; what would she find? Lavinia, shall I read? This is the tragic tale of Philomel, And treats of Tereus’ treason and his rape; And rape, I fear, was root of thy annoy.*
Titus Titus trying to decipher what Lavina is trying to tell them while she shows them the story in the book. -Ovid
64
All things that we ordainèd festival, Turn from their office to black funeral: Our instruments to melancholy bells, Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast, Our solemn hymns to sullen dirges change; Our bridal flowers serve for a buried corse, And all things change them to the contrary
Romeo & Juliet Capulet Finish later
65
Her life was beastly and devoid of pity, And being dead, let birds on her take pity
Titus Lucius
66
Conceal me what I am, and be my aid For such disguise as haply shall become The form of my intent.
12th night
67
Set him breast-deep in earth famish him; There let him stand and rave and cry for food. If anyone relieves or pities him, For the offence he dies; this is our doom. Some stay to see him fastened in the earth
Titus Lucious finish later
68
Had she affections and warm youthful blood, She would be as swift in motion as a ball; My words would bandy her to my sweet love, And his to me; but old folks, many feign as they were dead, Unwieldy, slow, heavy, and pale as lead.
Romeo & Juliet Juliet waiting for the nurse -Comedy -young vs old
69
Romeo is banishèd’—to speak that word Is father, mother, Tybalt, Romeo, Juliet, All slain, all dead. ‘Romeo is banishèd’— There is no end, no limit, measure, bound, In that word’s death; no words that woe can sound
romeo and juliet*
70
blank, my lord. She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' th’ bud, Feed on her damask cheek. She pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love indeed? We men may say more, swear more: but indeed Our shows are more than will; for still we prove Much in our vows, but little in our love.
12th night
71
And what should I do in Illyria? My brother he is in Elysium. (1.2.2–3)
12th night
72
Come hither, boy. If ever thou shalt love, In the sweet pangs of it remember me; For such as I am, all true lovers are, Unstaid and skittish in all motions else Save in the constant image of the creature That is beloved. How dost thou like this tune?
12th night
73
Stay, murderous villains; will you kill your brother? [...] my first-born son and heir. [...] What, what, ye sanguine, shallow-hearted boys, Ye white-limed walls, ye alehouse painted signs! Coal-black is better than another hue, In that it scorns to bear another hue; For all the water in the ocean Can never turn the swan’s black legs to white, Although she lave* them hourly in the flood.
Titus Aaron protesting against killing his child -racism -evil