| William Shakespeare - 1993 - 100 pagine
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| Maynard Mack - 1993 - 300 pagine
...perhaps beautiful because dangerous — signify? Like the blaze of gunpowder, says Friar Laurence: These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which, as they kiss, consume. (2.6.9) To be sure, the friar is an old man, skeptical of youth's ways; yet can we help... | |
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| Richard Courtney - 1995 - 274 pagine
...paradox of love's strength and fragility is expressed in Romeo's triumphant boast: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death...he dare — It is enough I may but call her mine. (6-8) The Friar is horrified at such a declaration of absolute love and reproves him in a little homily... | |
| Judy Clamon - 2013 - 106 pagine
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| Michel Bitot - 1996 - 436 pagine
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| William Shakespeare - 1996 - 1290 pagine
...cannot countervail the exchange of joy That one short minute gives me in her sight: Do thou but close Whose see is by a civil peace maintain'd; Whose...silver hand of peace hath toucht; Whose learning an FRIAR LAURENCE. These violent delights have violent ends, And in their triumph die; like fire and powder,... | |
| Victor L. Cahn - 1996 - 889 pagine
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| Carl Pietzcker - 1996 - 256 pagine
...schließenden Trauungsszene meldet sich gerade in der Betonung von Liebe der Tod: Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare It is enough l may but call her mine [II, 6, 6-8] Schließ du nur unsere Hände mit heiligen Worten, dann mag der... | |
| R. B. Parker, Sheldon P. Zitner - 1996 - 340 pagine
...even the momentary speaking of the marriage vow equal to "love-devouring death": Do thou but close our hands with holy words, Then love-devouring death do what he dare, It is inough I may but call her mine. Fri. These violent delights have violent endes, And in their triumph... | |
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