Shakespeare’s plays Flashcards
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How many plays did Shakespeare write?
38 plays
How many sonnets did Shakespeare write?
154 sonnets
How many poems did he write?
3 long (really long) narrative poems
What is Shakespeare’s most well known play?
Romeo and Juliet
In which play is the character Duke Orsino in?
Twelfth Night
O Romeo Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name, or, if thou shalt not, then be but sworn my love, and I’ll no longer be a capulet.
Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?
Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Thou art thyself, thought not a Montague.
What’s a 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 should 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, which is no part of thee, and take all myself.
Think not I love him, though I ask for him.
‘Tis but a peevish boy!
Yet, he talks well.
But what care I for words?
Yet, words do well, when he that speaks them pleases those that hear.
It is a pretty youth- not VERY pretty!
But sure he’s proud!
And yet, his pride becomes him.
He’ll make a proper man.
The best thing in him is his complexion.
Faster than his tongue did make offence, his eye did heal it up.
He is not very tall.
Yet, for his years he’s tall.
His leg is but so-so.
And yet, ‘tis well.
There was a pretty redness in his lip.
A little riper and more lusty red
Than that mixed in his cheek.
‘Twas just the difference
Betwixt the constant red and mingled damask.
There be some women, silvius, had they marked him
In parcels as I did, would have gone near
To fall in love with him, but for my part,
I love him not nor hate him not.
And yet I have more cause to hate him than to love him.
For what had he to chide at me?
He said mine eyes were black and my hair black,
And now I am remembered, scorned at me!
I marvel why I answered not again
But that’s all one,
Omittance is no quittance.
I’ll write to him a very taunting letter
And thou shalt beat it.
Wilt thou, silvius?
