lead to the unfortunate death of Romeo and Juliet. Originally, we see Lady Capulet's separation from her daughter's feelings and desires when she tries to convince Juliet to marry Paris. In Act 1, Scene 3, Lady Capulet says to Juliet, "Marry, that'marry' is the very…show more content...
As the Capulet home prepares for the festivities, Juliet’s mother unwittingly sets the stage for her daughter’s defiance. In Juliet’s chambers, a nurse helps Juliet get ready. The ensuing conversation reveals, in part, why Lady Capulet does not have much pull with her daughter. Juliet’s...
Juliet is Capulet's only living child and sole heir to his estate. With Juliet goes the continuation of his bloodline. He did not show this concern for his daughter when she was still alive however; he had very recently been willing to throw her out in the street for disobeying him. ...
arrangement, but Juliet refuse to go through. Capulet enters the scene and questions Lady Capulet on whether or not she delivers the news. Poetic Device: The lines scan in iambic pentameter. There is repetition on the word she. There is consonance on the “r” sound of sir, were, married...
Tybalt does not have a love interest in Romeo and Juliet. His strongest feelings are loyalty to his family. The 1996 film adaptation implies that Tybalt and Lady Capulet are in love, but the play itself does not necessarily imply this. Why is Tybalt so aggressive? Tybalt is aggressive becaus...
And I'll no longer be a Capulet. ROMEO [Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? JULIET 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, ...
"die in the streets" Lady capulet " I would the fool..." "i would the fool were married to her grave" Mercutio "a plague..." "a plague a'both your houses" Prince " heaven finds..." "heaven finds a means to kill your joys with love!" Mercutio " if love be.." "if love be...
~William Shakespeare,Romeo and Juliet, c.1594 [I, 2, Capulet] There are no days in the whole round year more delicious than those which often come to us in the latter half of April... The sun trembles in his own soft rays... The grass in the meadow seems all to have grown green...