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.
More Cheerful Thoughts
Between the cries and sobs of Romeo, came a knock on the door.
Who would come here at this time? If it is any person of Verona, I must hide Romeo.
'Let me come in, and you shall know my errand.
I come from Lady Juliet.'
came from the door. Ah! It is the good nurse of the Capulet household. I let the lady in. She brings news from Juliet. Alas, Juliet is also drunk in her own tears, wept for both Tybalt and Romeo. Cries and calls of loss comes from her throat and heart. How I pity the girl... Losing her cousin and now her husband, she must be in pain and distress.
DEAR LORD!! Romeo, free the dagger within your hand! Juliet does not need more tears to be spilt from her eyes by your rash decision of death! Are you a man? Are you a beast? Rid yourself of those womanish tears and wild fury; be happy and content instead! You still have your Juliet and no more revengeful Tybalt to pursue you! The law decreed death as punishment, but you are spared with banishment, you should be thankful!
Sigh... How dark and weary is today... Romeo, you'll ascend Juliet's chamber to comfort her, to woo her, to spend the first and last night as husband and wife. Then, tomorrow, you'll depart for Mantua to stay temporarily until we find a time to beg forgiveness of the Prince and to bring you back for reconciliation of family, friends and Juliet. Now go, good Romeo...
Who would come here at this time? If it is any person of Verona, I must hide Romeo.
'Let me come in, and you shall know my errand.
I come from Lady Juliet.'
came from the door. Ah! It is the good nurse of the Capulet household. I let the lady in. She brings news from Juliet. Alas, Juliet is also drunk in her own tears, wept for both Tybalt and Romeo. Cries and calls of loss comes from her throat and heart. How I pity the girl... Losing her cousin and now her husband, she must be in pain and distress.
DEAR LORD!! Romeo, free the dagger within your hand! Juliet does not need more tears to be spilt from her eyes by your rash decision of death! Are you a man? Are you a beast? Rid yourself of those womanish tears and wild fury; be happy and content instead! You still have your Juliet and no more revengeful Tybalt to pursue you! The law decreed death as punishment, but you are spared with banishment, you should be thankful!
Sigh... How dark and weary is today... Romeo, you'll ascend Juliet's chamber to comfort her, to woo her, to spend the first and last night as husband and wife. Then, tomorrow, you'll depart for Mantua to stay temporarily until we find a time to beg forgiveness of the Prince and to bring you back for reconciliation of family, friends and Juliet. Now go, good Romeo...
Twist of Fate
Bearing heavy news of utmost sadness, I beckoned Romeo towards me. Words escaped from my lips:
'A gentler judgment vanished° from his lips—
Not body’s death, but body’s banishment.'
'Here from Verona art thou banishèd.
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.'
It was torment to see the horror and pain on the boy's face. The thought of being exiled out of this city of beauty was pure grief for the one who lived within its city walls for as long as one can remember. For Romeo, death was better or even preferable than leaving his home and his true love.
My words of comfort were useless against his rants of hurt and exile and banishment. Making him realize that the noble Prince was being merciful and sparing his life was hopeless. But it is understandable, leaving your home, family, love behind is a truly a difficult decision. Pity on the the poor boy....
This unexpected twist of events is enough to push away all thoughts of reuniting the two families and regaining peace for Verona. For better or worse, at least the word of the newlyweds hasn't spread yet, but no one knows how things will end...
'A gentler judgment vanished° from his lips—
Not body’s death, but body’s banishment.'
'Here from Verona art thou banishèd.
Be patient, for the world is broad and wide.'
It was torment to see the horror and pain on the boy's face. The thought of being exiled out of this city of beauty was pure grief for the one who lived within its city walls for as long as one can remember. For Romeo, death was better or even preferable than leaving his home and his true love.
My words of comfort were useless against his rants of hurt and exile and banishment. Making him realize that the noble Prince was being merciful and sparing his life was hopeless. But it is understandable, leaving your home, family, love behind is a truly a difficult decision. Pity on the the poor boy....
This unexpected twist of events is enough to push away all thoughts of reuniting the two families and regaining peace for Verona. For better or worse, at least the word of the newlyweds hasn't spread yet, but no one knows how things will end...
Unfortunateness
I never dreamed that the marriage bond of Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet would have results that would surface this quickly, especially the unfortunate event that happened just three hours after the newlyweds departed my sanctuary.
I was absorbed in my own peaceful mind when news of yet another fight broke out Verona streets. Montagues and Capulets clanged their swords and knives at each other; spilt blood and suffered losses. Witty Mercutio and fierce Tybalt are now in the hands of Heaven, may their souls rest peacefully. Blood spilt blood; Mercutio fell under the sword of Tybalt and Romeo, in an attempt to avenge his fellow Montague slays his cousin. Now, laying at their battleground is both Tybalt and Mercutio slain. Oh... What a dreadful loss is this.
Young Romeo, tainted by the blood of Tybalt, his wife's dear cousin, the beloved Prince of Cats, flees to my humble cell. It is the most adverse event that could happen to the young couple I wedded just mere hours ago. Ah... Such irony and contradiction. Is this what happens to a desperate attempt of peace?
A Holy Act
The time comes for the marriage between Juliet and her Romeo. The excitment and nervousness builds within me, yet my actions to attempt to calm myself seems to be insignificant to how young Romeo is feeling at the moment.
'That one short minute gives me in her sight.
Do thou but close our hands with holy words,
Then love–devouring death do what he dare—
It is enough I may but call her mine'
He says. His fierce joy of being a young groom is hardly compared to my feelings at the moment. However, his love towards his fair soon-to-be wife can be his doom. There is this uncertainty and caution I still reserve for the reckless passion. But that and the tension coming from Romeo were quickly gone in the moment Juliet came into the cell of mine.
'Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint.
A lover may bestride the gossamers
That idle in the wanton summer air,
And yet not fall; so light is vanity.'
She was quick yet graceful. She was nervous yet composed. One simple phrase lead me to decide to make haste with the marriage.
'But my true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.'
I lead the pair up to the alter and stood them before the Holy One, may He be the witness of this happy occasion of marriage. I spoke the blessing and they spoke their vows to each other. Within minutes, there before me, stood Romeo and Juliet, from two as they enter but as one they exit. Their eyes spoke for them, the flames of love and devotion to one another burned within them. At that special moment, I am overjoyed to have witnessed this ceremony.
'That one short minute gives me in her sight.
Do thou but close our hands with holy words,
Then love–devouring death do what he dare—
It is enough I may but call her mine'
He says. His fierce joy of being a young groom is hardly compared to my feelings at the moment. However, his love towards his fair soon-to-be wife can be his doom. There is this uncertainty and caution I still reserve for the reckless passion. But that and the tension coming from Romeo were quickly gone in the moment Juliet came into the cell of mine.
'Here comes the lady. O, so light a foot
Will ne’er wear out the everlasting flint.
A lover may bestride the gossamers
That idle in the wanton summer air,
And yet not fall; so light is vanity.'
She was quick yet graceful. She was nervous yet composed. One simple phrase lead me to decide to make haste with the marriage.
'But my true love is grown to such excess
I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth.'
I lead the pair up to the alter and stood them before the Holy One, may He be the witness of this happy occasion of marriage. I spoke the blessing and they spoke their vows to each other. Within minutes, there before me, stood Romeo and Juliet, from two as they enter but as one they exit. Their eyes spoke for them, the flames of love and devotion to one another burned within them. At that special moment, I am overjoyed to have witnessed this ceremony.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Complications & Conflicts
Holy Saint Francis!
Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet! Born to be sworn enemies, yet fate has brought them together as lovers.
Both the two families are proud and respected folk, but their feud against each other has constantly disrupted the peace of Verona. The Prince warned and cautioned if one more brawl happens in the streets, both families will be punished with their lives.
Dear Lord! I hope I made the right choice to wed the youngsters.
What if this is a mistake that further deepens the rivalry? What if they are too young and reckless? What if they aren't ready for marriage and commitment and this is just a rash action of passion? Yet, I do hope that in the light of the marriage and love of their children, both Lord and Lady Montague, Lord and Lady Capulet will cease their feud for the betterment and consideration of our Verona and their beloved.
Hopefully, this is how it's meant to be and I'm honored to be a part of what is about to bring peace and love back to my beautiful Verona. May the Lord bless and shine upon Romeo and Juliet and their ' star-crossed' love.
Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet! Born to be sworn enemies, yet fate has brought them together as lovers.
Both the two families are proud and respected folk, but their feud against each other has constantly disrupted the peace of Verona. The Prince warned and cautioned if one more brawl happens in the streets, both families will be punished with their lives.
Dear Lord! I hope I made the right choice to wed the youngsters.
What if this is a mistake that further deepens the rivalry? What if they are too young and reckless? What if they aren't ready for marriage and commitment and this is just a rash action of passion? Yet, I do hope that in the light of the marriage and love of their children, both Lord and Lady Montague, Lord and Lady Capulet will cease their feud for the betterment and consideration of our Verona and their beloved.
Hopefully, this is how it's meant to be and I'm honored to be a part of what is about to bring peace and love back to my beautiful Verona. May the Lord bless and shine upon Romeo and Juliet and their ' star-crossed' love.
The Irony of Love and Hate
I was still on my morning walk and flower picking when an excited shout breaks the early morning silence.
Ah! If it isn't the young Romeo. The boy races through the trees and bushes with an expression of unspeakable delight... I wonder what happened to cause his happiness and excitment this early.
The closer he came, I begin to wonder if he ever slept the previous night. It was still yesterday that he was moaning and grieving for the unrequited love of the fair Rosaline, whom he deeply desires, yet isn't loved or admired back. Poor boy...
Listening to him describe his late-night adventure, it seems as if he has forgotten about his woes and even about Rosaline.
'I have forgot that name and that name’s woe.'
Good for the boy, but he claims he has at last found his true love. Dear Lord! How can he so easily swayed in the heart? Truly, his love wavers too much. Young men are never pleased enough, especially when a new pretty face comes along. Sigh....
'Young men’s love then lies
Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes'
And alas, his love is his enemy. It is Juliet, the daughter of his family's enemy. What irony is this? To further the conflict that is 'bred of an airy word', or to peace the hatred with love?
Romeo asks me to wed the young couple as soon as possible. With hope to dissolve the long-standing feud between the proud Montagues and respected Capulets, I agreed to wed the young pair.
Ah! If it isn't the young Romeo. The boy races through the trees and bushes with an expression of unspeakable delight... I wonder what happened to cause his happiness and excitment this early.
The closer he came, I begin to wonder if he ever slept the previous night. It was still yesterday that he was moaning and grieving for the unrequited love of the fair Rosaline, whom he deeply desires, yet isn't loved or admired back. Poor boy...
Listening to him describe his late-night adventure, it seems as if he has forgotten about his woes and even about Rosaline.
'I have forgot that name and that name’s woe.'
Good for the boy, but he claims he has at last found his true love. Dear Lord! How can he so easily swayed in the heart? Truly, his love wavers too much. Young men are never pleased enough, especially when a new pretty face comes along. Sigh....
'Young men’s love then lies
Not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes'
And alas, his love is his enemy. It is Juliet, the daughter of his family's enemy. What irony is this? To further the conflict that is 'bred of an airy word', or to peace the hatred with love?
Romeo asks me to wed the young couple as soon as possible. With hope to dissolve the long-standing feud between the proud Montagues and respected Capulets, I agreed to wed the young pair.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Verona's Morning Beauty
Sigh..
The morning air of my beautiful Verona is simply wonderful. Standing there, picking flowers with extraordinary powers of poison and medicine, breathing in the fresh, sweet scent of Nature is very enjoyable.
The dark-gray sky streaked with lines of golden light, the first rays of the rising sun slowly basks Verona with her warmth and light. It is truly an amazing and heart-warming scene....
The morning air of my beautiful Verona is simply wonderful. Standing there, picking flowers with extraordinary powers of poison and medicine, breathing in the fresh, sweet scent of Nature is very enjoyable.
The dark-gray sky streaked with lines of golden light, the first rays of the rising sun slowly basks Verona with her warmth and light. It is truly an amazing and heart-warming scene....
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