[From under the stage] Swear by his sword. I wont fail. [To HORATIO and MARCELLUS] Come on, you heard the man down in the basement. Struggling with distance learning? There is a bit missed out and I cannot remember the other verses but I am desperate to find them. If her eyes were in the sky and the stars were in her head the brightness of her cheeks would overwhelm the stars, just as daylight outshines a lamp. Goodbye now. On wings of song far sailing, To distant lands we'll go, there a dreamland unveiling, We'll wend where the Ganges flow, The Lotus flower awakens, To sooth her sister so. Do you love me? Its too much like lightning, which disappears before you can even say, its lightning.. I am sped.Is he gone and hath nothing? And dream our blissful dream. Listen, listen, oh, listen! On The Wings Of Love - Jeffrey Osborne (Lyrics)Lyrics video for "On The Wings Of Love" by Jeffrey Osborne. So, gentlemen, With all my love I do commend me to you, And what so poor a man as Hamlet is May do, to express his love and friending to you, God willing, shall not lack. I hate my name, dear saint, because it is your enemy. Zounds, consort! LADY CAPULETHe is a kinsman to the Montague. But I would pet you so much it would kill you. Beautiful girl, Ill be neither of those things, if you dislike them. [To himself] Should I listen longer, or respond now to these words? What if her eyes were there, they in her head? Where wilt thou lead me? Her eye discourses. Ill respondno, I am too bold. On the fatness of the land Ill feed thee, Fain, fain deny What I have spoke. And shall I couple hell? Sweetheart, so do I. But as for your desire to know what happened between us, control yourself and dont ask. He jests at scars that never felt a wound. But soft! Although Satan in his rage would tear thee, And with all his winning arts would snare thee, Even down to thine old age I'll bear thee, And the high place I'll bring down. O, swear not by the moon, th inconstant moon, That monthly changes in her circle orb,Lest that thy love prove likewise variable. To see their sister soon. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. My love, good night. Though lewdness court it in a shape of heaven. Most lazar-like, with vile and loathsome crust, Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand. Now, Hamlet, listen. Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? Tell me quickly about it, so that I can rush to take revenge, even faster than a person can think thoughts of love. BENVOLIOWe talk here in the public haunt of men.Either withdraw unto some private place,Or reason coldly of your grievances,Or else depart. I probably should have acted more standoffish, I confess, but you overheard me talking about my passion for you before I knew you were there. Therefore pardon me, And not impute this yielding to light love, Which the dark night hath so discovered. Horatio, there are more things in heaven and earth than you can dream of with all your scientific learning. Well move somewhere else. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. And now, good friendsand you are friends, scholars, and soldiersdo me one small favor. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. A garden there brightly is shining beneath the moon so clear and lotus flowers are all pining to see there sister dear and lotus flowers are pining to see there sister dear. [To JULIET] I take you at your word. Here in the love of Christ I stand In Christ alone, who took on flesh Fullness of God in helpless babe This gift of love and righteousness Scorned by the ones He came to save 'Til on that cross as Jesus died The love of God was satisfied For every sin on Him was laid Here in the death of Christ I live There in the ground His body lay Drink in peace and love My generosity to you is as endless as the sea, my love as deep as the sea. As Benvolio and Mercutio are walking through Verona, they encounter Tybalt and his henchmen. Herzliebchen, trag' ich dich fort, But that thou overheardst, ere I was ware. Yes, by heaven! Oh, noble Romeo, if you really love me, say it in truth. There a sweet garden I will make thee where Ganges' deep waters flow. It is a thousand times worse to leave you. I am afeard, Being in night, all this is but a dream,Too flattering sweet to be substantial. Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, Page, and Servants. My ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongues uttering, yet I know the sound. How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? In truth, beautiful Montague, I like you too much, which might make it seem as if I am overly silly and flirtatious. The darkness of night masks my face, or else youd see me blushing about the things you heard me say tonight. On wings of song On wings of song I'll bear thee to those fair Asian lands He said, Remember me. Ive sworn I would. Two of the most beautiful stars in the sky had to go off on some business, and begged her eyes to twinkle in their place until they return. ROMEO. Romeo, take off your namewhich really has no connection to who you areand take all of me instead. Then well shift our ground. PRINCERomeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Dont let the bed of the Danish king be a nest of incest. BENVOLIOO noble prince, I can discover all 150The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl.There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio. Than twenty of their swords. Oh, Hamlet, she fell so far! I would have thee gone. Or, if you must swear, swear by your magnificent self, which is the god I worship like an idol, and Ill believe you. Wheres my notebook? On wings of song I'll bear thee, my heart's love, far away, Speeding fast over the palm trees where Ganges' blue waters play. Otherwise I would tear open the cave where, and make her call out my loves name until her voice grew more hoarse than mine by repeating, My Romeo!. What light through yonder window breaks? The more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. The darkness of night will hide me from their eyes. Even down to thine old age Ill bear thee, And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. 195. I hope you feel in your heart the same sweet calm and rest that I feel in mine. Sayst thou so? And Ill remain here, even if you keep forgetting. PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? When thou walkest by the way I'll lead thee, On the fatness of the land I gonna feed thee, And a mansion in the sky I'll deed thee, And the high place I'll bring down. By a name I know not how to tell thee who I am. But your swears may turn out to be false. But else, not for the world. Yes, that incestuous, adulterous beast. Leave her fate to God, and to the sting of her own guilt. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio. Nay, come, lets go together. , which is already sick and pale with grief because Juliet, her maid, is more beautiful than she is. Henceforth I'll bear Affliction till it do cry out itself 95 "Enough, enough!" and die. sweet hour of prayer! CITIZEN, to Tybalt Up, sir, go with me.I charge thee in the Princes name, obey. Yes, you poor ghost, as long as I have any memory in my distracted head. What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? Ah, ha, boy! In truth, beautiful Montague, I like you too much, which might make it seem as if I am overly silly and flirtatious. But keep your lips sealed, please. Tis almost morning. 2) broadcast (1 January 1927) broadcast (10 February 1933), From the John McCormack site at http://www.moontower.com/pwworth/index.html. Everything is wrong these days. To twinkle in their spheres till they return. 50. See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. Romeo is now married to Juliet, and therefore Tybalts kinsman. Hic et ubique? I hear some noise within. Leave her to heaven And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge To prick and sting her. But if thats not necessary, then I would never act that way. Dear love, adieu.Anon, good Nurse!Sweet Montague, be true.Stay but a little. That birds would sing and think it were not night. Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow. Would heart of man once think it?But youll be secret? Tybalt tries again to get Romeo to fight, but Romeo is a total Jedi. Oh, that she knew she were! With loves light wings did I oerperch these walls. O day and night, but this is wondrous strange! Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast. Now I must fulfill my vow. And much offense too. MERCUTIOO calm, dishonorable, vile submission!Alla stoccato carries it away. Romeo enters, and Tybalt starts insulting him. Its too wild, thoughtless, sudden. Whats Montague? The darkness of night will hide me from their eyes. the Wedding March is purely orchestral without choir. The darkness of night masks my face, or else youd see me blushing about the things you heard me say tonight. But just as true virtue cant be corrupted, so will lust show its true nature by satisfying itself first in the blessing of heavenly marriage and then by wallowing in garbage. A lover goes toward his beloved as joyfully as a schoolboy leaving his books. The sacred river's waves roar. I flew over these walls on the wings of love. If you call me your love, Ill take a new name. Although you bring me joy, I cant take joy in this exchange of promises tonight. that there is, Horatio. 145. Whats a Montague, after all? Now come, lets go. Remember me. Tis not to me she speaks. But now I wish I could take that promise back to give it again. So, uncle, there you are. TYBALT, to his companionsFollow me close, for I will speak to them.Gentlemen, good een. Adieu, adieu, adieu. BENVOLIOHere comes the furious Tybalt back again. A braggart, a rogue, a 105villain that fights by the book of arithmetic! Canst work i th earth so fast?A worthy pioneer! He even draws his sword in order to try to beat their swords down. Leave her fate to God, and to the sting of her own guilt. But I would pet you so much it would kill you. Im not a sailor. Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? And with a silken thread plucks it back again. A thousand times the worse to want thy light. Benvolio tells him to run away before the Prince captures him, and Romeo gets away just before all the citizens of Verona miraculously show up at the scene of the duel. Parting is such sweet sorrow that I will say good night until it becomes tomorrow. A garden I know of roses By moonlight silvered o'er And on the lake reposes A balmy lotus flower. That is a lie that deceives all of Denmark. Anon, good Nurse!Sweet Montague, be true. Whats in a name? Engage the waiting soul to bless; And since He bids me seek His face, Believe His word and trust His grace, I'll cast on Him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes. Therefore turn and draw. From me, who loved her with the dignity that goes hand in hand with my marriage vows, to a wretch whose natural abilities could not compare to mine. What light is that in the window over there? What a miner you are! ROMEO starts to leave. But when a lover leaves his beloved, he is as unhappy as a schoolboy on his way to school. But he rules that Romeo must be banished from Verona. With his evil wit and traitorous giftsoh wicked wit and gifts, that have the power to seduce!he convinced my seemingly virtuous queen to give in to his lust. [Refrain] 4 I will make the darkness light before thee, I will make the crooked straight before thee, I will spread my wings protecting o'er thee, Benvolio thinks they should get off the street. Definitions and examples of 136 literary terms and devices. Why, right, you are right. For tonight you are as glorious as an angel, shining above my head like a winged messenger from heaven; one who makes mortals fall onto their backs to gaze up in awe as the angel strides across the clouds and sails through the air. Yet I would not let you move any further than a spoiled child would let his pet bird go. At least Im sure it may be so in Denmark. The violets whisper and thither while roses tell stories of love eyeing the stars as they glitter and merrily twinkle above. SO ready to head home but also ready for the fun that we'll have before we get there as a NEW FAMILY OF FOUR!! "On Wings of Song" (German: "Auf Flgeln des Gesanges") is a poem by the German Romantic poet Heinrich Heine. Romeo says, "Oops," and Mercutio curses both the Capulets and the Montagues ("a plague on both your houses!"). That poisonwhich is like a natural enemy of bloodspreads like quicksilver through the veins and curdles the blood. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. So welcome it like a stranger. But trust me, gentleman, Ill prove to be more faithful than girls who act coy and standoffish. As glorious to this night, being oer my head, When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds. Thy head is as full of quarrels asan egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath beenbeaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. And far away And now, good friendsand you are friends, scholars, and soldiersdo me one small favor. Still, even if you were on the shore across the farthest sea, I would set out to find you. Die frommen, klugen Gazell'n; I will spread my wings protecting oer thee, But as for your desire to know what happened between us, control yourself and dont ask. I must speak quickly. Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. Ihr trautes Schwesterlein. Check this one out. Oh, everyone on earth! I wish I were sleep and peace, so I could sweetly rest with you tonight. TYBALT Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford No better term than this: thou art a villain. Hold, hold, my heart. A blooming red garden is lying: 5: In moonlight calm and clear, The lotos flowers are sighing: For thee, their sister dear. Im the ghost of your father, doomed for a certain time to walk the earth at night. To prick and sting her. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. A public place. Why, right, you are right. Oh, fie! ON wings of songah, lightly, Heart's dearest, I bear thee away: A nook is beckoning brightly: Where Ganges' waters play. But Im wishing for something I have already. The pious, wise gazelles; Ill find a messenger who will come to you, and you can tell that messenger when and where we will be married. Throw it off. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled. Enter a Fairy at one door and Robin Goodfellow at. Good night. Yes, by God, very sorry. Oh, I wish I could cry out like a falconer, so I could call my little falcon to return to me. He is the youngest of 12 children and is part of a musical family. Th exchange of thy loves faithful vow for mine. He jests at scars that never felt a wound. I see thou knowest me not. I will make the crooked straight before thee, Tomorrow will I send. Here all eyes gaze on us. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking 20nuts, having no other reason but because thouhast hazel eyes. I want to force you to go. No. Murder most foul, as in the best it is.But this most foul, strange and unnatural. And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer. Fort nach den Fluren des Ganges, Ill frown and be perverse and say thee nay. That it went hand in hand even with the vow, I made to her in marriage, and to decline, Upon a wretch whose natural gifts were poor. Come to thy heart as that within my breast. Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. And the high place Ill bring down. And so, as I slept, my brother stole my life, my crown, and my queen. Therefore your relatives cant stop me. The violets banter and slyly: They peep at the star-rays pale, 10: The roses are whispering . He tells Tybalt he'll know soon enough why Romeo has become so fond of him and the Capulet name in general. And you, my sinews, grow not instant old, Ay, thou poor ghost, whiles memory holds a seat, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past. The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here. On wings of song - Auf flgeln des gesanges / by Mendelssohn, The Library of Congress American Memory Collection, Thomas A. Copeland's web site at Youngstown State University, The National Library of Australia website, On Wings of Song = My Mind in Fancy Wanders. No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a. He jokes about scars from wounds hes never felt. And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Let Romeo hence in haste,Else, when he is found, that hour is his last. If I had it written down, I would tear up the word. Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough. The child so loves the bird that he will not let the bird hop any more than a small distance from his hand before pulling it back by a silk thread. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power. And if you dont love me, then let them find me. But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery. The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen. My hour is almost comeWhen I to sulfurous and tormenting flamesMust render up myself. It will feel like twenty years until then. Wherefore art thou Romeo? I should write down that one can smile and smile, and still be a villain. A lot of offense. Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self. I am no pilot. BENVOLIOTybalt, here slain, whom Romeos hand did slay 160Romeo, that spoke him fair, bid him bethinkHow nice the quarrel was, and urged withalYour high displeasure. Remember you? Can you really move through the dirt so quickly? Well, dont swear. But your swears may turn out to be false. It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. No stone wall can keep love out. As I was sleeping in the orchardas I used to do every afternoonyour uncle snuck up and poured a vial of henbane poison into my ear. make your eyes bulge from their sockets, and your hair stand on end like the quills of a frightened porcupine. TYBALTBoy, this shall not excuse the injuriesThat thou hast done me. Call me but love, and Ill be new baptized.Henceforth I never will be Romeo. Auf Flgeln des Gesanges, When I to sulfurous and tormenting flames, Pity me not, but lend thy serious hearing, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night. This not to do, So grace and mercy at your most need help you, Swear. It is my lady. Come hither, gentlemen, And lay your hands again upon my sword. Hist! O, the blood is spilled 155Of my dear kinsman! 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