NURSE - Romeo&Juliet Flashcards
Now, nurse, what news? What hast thou there? The cords that Romeo bid thee fetch?
Ay, ay, the cords
Ay me, what news? Why dost thou wring they hands?
Ah weraday, he’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! We are undone, lady, we are undone. Alack the day, he’s gone, he’s killed, he’s dead.
Can heaven be so envious?
Romeo can, Though heaven cannot. O Romeo, Romeo, Whoever would have thought it? Romeo!
What devil art thou that dost torment me thus? This torture should be roared in dismal hell. Hath Romeo slain himself? 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 my weal or woe.
I saw the wound. I saw it with mine eyes (God save the mark!) here on his manly breast— A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse, Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaubed in blood, All in gore blood. I swoonèd at the sight.
O break, my heart, poor bankrout, break at once! To prison, eyes; ne’er look on liberty. Vile earth to earth resign; end motion here, And thou and Romeo press one heavy bier.
O Tybalt, Tybalt, the best friend I had! O courteous Tybalt, honest gentleman, That ever I should live to see thee dead!
What storm is this that blows so contrary? Is Romeo slaughtered and is Tybalt dead? My dearest cousin, and my dearer lord? Then, dreadful trumpet, sound the general doom, For who is living if those two are gone?
Tybalt is gone and Romeo banishèd. Romeo that killed him—he is banishèd.
O God, did Romeo’s hand shed Tybalt’s blood?
It did, it did, alas the day, it did.
Where is my father and my mother, Nurse?
Weeping and wailing over Tybalt’s corse. Will you go to them? I will bring you thither.
I’ll to my wedding bed, And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead!
Hie to your chamber. I’ll find Romeo To comfort you. I wot well where he is. Hark you, your Romeo will be here at night. I’ll to him. He is hid at Lawrence’ cell
