Oh, what a dark and bleak day it is! All my hopes of reuniting the feuding families through their children are gone, now with Romeo and Juliet resting in peace and love with each other in Heaven.
What irony is this ! To defeat hate with love, to bring peace to soothe destruction. Though Montagues and Capulets have forgiven ech other, there's is nothing more unsetting and grievous than the death of Romo and Juliet.
Oh , I am a coward. I shouldn't have left you all alone in your misery, dear daughter. You took the hint and ended your life. It is a worst way to end this young, mindless, yet passionate love.
Truly, there is nothing more woeful and heart-breaking than the story of the tragedy of Romeo and Juliet...
~END~
Saturday, January 31, 2009
I dare no longer stay...
Torches lit? Blood spilt? What has happened down in here? Oh dear, and is that Count Paris....? .... Lying dead... Unmoving on the ground.... Oh, God bless his soul.
And if this isn't Romeo? Alas, dead too! Here lies masterless swords which took the life of their own master. Oh, a piteous day!
'O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,
And there I am. Where is my Romeo?'
came to my ears. Juliet has awakened. I must not let her see the dead Paris and Romeo. I beckoned her to leave to escape the watches. But it is too late, she has seen the dead.
The watch are coming. I can't let her be seen and I beg her to leave with me and away from this treacherous. I am afraid. I am full of fear and I dare no longer stay!
And if this isn't Romeo? Alas, dead too! Here lies masterless swords which took the life of their own master. Oh, a piteous day!
'O comfortable friar! where is my lord?
I do remember well where I should be,
And there I am. Where is my Romeo?'
came to my ears. Juliet has awakened. I must not let her see the dead Paris and Romeo. I beckoned her to leave to escape the watches. But it is too late, she has seen the dead.
The watch are coming. I can't let her be seen and I beg her to leave with me and away from this treacherous. I am afraid. I am full of fear and I dare no longer stay!
Fear gripped my heart...
As I came close to the building, I realize there is someone waiting outside too. As it turns to be Balthasar, a kinsmen of Montagues, standing watch for his master for almost a half hour.
A feeling of ill luck comes upon me, I fear that something has happened down in the dark chambers to young Romeo. Why is he here if he didn't receive my letter? How could he have known about the false death of Juliet...
With my iron, I descend into the vault...
A feeling of ill luck comes upon me, I fear that something has happened down in the dark chambers to young Romeo. Why is he here if he didn't receive my letter? How could he have known about the false death of Juliet...
With my iron, I descend into the vault...
Unsent Letter
Young Juliet is very brave indeed. I have just laid her within her family's tomb, among the rotting, decaying bodies of her ancestors. But her love has given her strength, her longing for her Romeo has driven her to go to extents we can't imagine. Good friar John has sped on his way to Mantua to deliver the news and Romeo would be here in few hours time.
Holy franciscan friar! My brother John, have you delivered my message yet? Where is young Romeo? When is he here? His Juliet is in the Capulet monument waiting in deep slumber for his arrival.
Oh dear! What is that? The road to Mantua is blocked off because of infections going on in the city. So my letter is still in your possession? How could this have happened? Dear Lord...
But still, there is still a few hours till the drink wears off, I must hurry to the graves and wake her soon.
Holy franciscan friar! My brother John, have you delivered my message yet? Where is young Romeo? When is he here? His Juliet is in the Capulet monument waiting in deep slumber for his arrival.
Oh dear! What is that? The road to Mantua is blocked off because of infections going on in the city. So my letter is still in your possession? How could this have happened? Dear Lord...
But still, there is still a few hours till the drink wears off, I must hurry to the graves and wake her soon.
A Desperate Kind of Hope
Wait...
'I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution'
I have thought of a solution, but it is as impossible as it is desperate. It requires Juliet great courage and bravery to accomplish this:
First, Juliet, you will return home and give consent to the marriage to Paris
Here, I wil give you this, a distilled liquor which will leave you to seem quite dead
Then, tomorrow night, wait until you are alone and empty the vial which will act upon you for forty-two hours.
When they find your seemingly lifeless body the next day, you will be laid within the Capulet monument; while I send for Romeo in Mantua with a letter to explain and to come and retrieve you from the tombs, and whisk you away from all the hatred and pain.
She agreed to the plan wholeheartedly and took the vial with her. The love for her Romeo gives her strength to cope with the coming plan. She left in high spirits and I will then proceed to writing the letter for Romeo...
'I do spy a kind of hope,
Which craves as desperate an execution'
I have thought of a solution, but it is as impossible as it is desperate. It requires Juliet great courage and bravery to accomplish this:
First, Juliet, you will return home and give consent to the marriage to Paris
Here, I wil give you this, a distilled liquor which will leave you to seem quite dead
Then, tomorrow night, wait until you are alone and empty the vial which will act upon you for forty-two hours.
When they find your seemingly lifeless body the next day, you will be laid within the Capulet monument; while I send for Romeo in Mantua with a letter to explain and to come and retrieve you from the tombs, and whisk you away from all the hatred and pain.
She agreed to the plan wholeheartedly and took the vial with her. The love for her Romeo gives her strength to cope with the coming plan. She left in high spirits and I will then proceed to writing the letter for Romeo...
Pleas of Help and Guidance
As we were at the door, biding farewell, there comes a Juliet with a somber face.
Count Paris greets his soon-to-be wife with words of love and affection, but Juliet returned with polilte greetings with . I quickly beckoned her to enter my cell, thus leaving Count Paris.
When we were safely away from prying ears, Juliet broke down in tears and sobs of frustration. She even went to extremes to suggest death upon herself.
Is there a solution to solve this misery? Is Juliet doomed with death by her own grief or the twice marriages she has.....
Count Paris greets his soon-to-be wife with words of love and affection, but Juliet returned with polilte greetings with . I quickly beckoned her to enter my cell, thus leaving Count Paris.
When we were safely away from prying ears, Juliet broke down in tears and sobs of frustration. She even went to extremes to suggest death upon herself.
Is there a solution to solve this misery? Is Juliet doomed with death by her own grief or the twice marriages she has.....
Another Wedding
I watched from my lonely cell as daybreak slowly came. The harsh cries of the lark breaks through the dark silence...
Last night, I bid young Romeo goodbye and good luck as he left for Juliet's chamber, seeking for a night to themselves before Romeo slips away from Verona to Mantua, where he will lodged until a time when he is safe to return. He should have left his Lady now, and be on his way to Mantua. Bless the boy... Be safe....
Oh! Who would come here in this early morn? Why, if it isn't the noble Count Paris. So, Paris, what bids you here to my humble cell in the young hours of the day?
Oh dear! Lord Capulet has given his blessing and agreement for Juliet to be made a wife of Paris. How could this happen now, with Juliet already a wife and mistress. And to plan it so soon, Thursday, young man that is too fast, surely that is mistaken, when not so long ago, dark luck befell on this household.
'My father Capulet will have it so,
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.'
Ah...You speak of two yet where is the third, has young Juliet given consent to this?
So it seems, her tears have her retreated to her chamber and has spared no time for the talk of love for you... Her father must be in haste to clear away thoughts of death and sorrow in the house.
Last night, I bid young Romeo goodbye and good luck as he left for Juliet's chamber, seeking for a night to themselves before Romeo slips away from Verona to Mantua, where he will lodged until a time when he is safe to return. He should have left his Lady now, and be on his way to Mantua. Bless the boy... Be safe....
Oh! Who would come here in this early morn? Why, if it isn't the noble Count Paris. So, Paris, what bids you here to my humble cell in the young hours of the day?
Oh dear! Lord Capulet has given his blessing and agreement for Juliet to be made a wife of Paris. How could this happen now, with Juliet already a wife and mistress. And to plan it so soon, Thursday, young man that is too fast, surely that is mistaken, when not so long ago, dark luck befell on this household.
'My father Capulet will have it so,
And I am nothing slow to slack his haste.'
Ah...You speak of two yet where is the third, has young Juliet given consent to this?
So it seems, her tears have her retreated to her chamber and has spared no time for the talk of love for you... Her father must be in haste to clear away thoughts of death and sorrow in the house.
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