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Romeo and Juliet | Progressive Translation Books for Danish A1-B2 Learners

Romeo and Juliet | Progressive Translation Books for Danish A1-B2 Learners

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THEPROLOGUE
EnterChorus.
Koret
CHORUS.
Twohouseholds,bothalikein
værdighed
dignity,InfairVerona,wherewelayour
scene
scene,Fromancientgrudgebreakto
ny
newmutiny,Wherecivilblood
gør
makescivilhandsunclean.
Fromforth
de
thefatalloinsofthese
to
twofoesApairofstar-cross’dlovers
tager
taketheirlife;
Whosemisadventur’dpiteous
vælter
overthrowsDothwiththeirdeath
begrave
burytheirparents’strife.
Thefearful
passage
passageoftheirdeath-mark’dlove,
Og
Andthecontinuanceoftheirparents’
vrede
rage,Which,buttheirchildren’s
ende
end,noughtcouldremove,Is
nu
nowthetwohours’trafficofourstage;
ACTI
Scene
SCENEI.Apublicplace.
EnterSampson
og
andGregoryarmedwithswords
og
andbucklers.
SAMPSON.
Gregory,onmy
ord
word,we’llnotcarrycoals.
GREGORY.
Nej
No,forthenweshouldbecolliers.
SAMPSON.
I
mener
mean,ifwebeincholer,we’ll
trække
draw.
GREGORY.
Ay,whileyou
lever
live,drawyourneckouto’thecollar.
SAMPSON.
I
slår
strikequickly,beingmoved.
GREGORY.
Men
Butthouartnotquickly
bevæget
movedtostrike.
SAMPSON.
A
hund
dogofthehouseofMontague
bevæger
movesme.
GREGORY.
Tomoveisto
røre
stir;
andtobevaliantisto
stå
stand:
therefore,ifthouart
bevæget
moved,thourunn’staway.
SAMPSON.
En
Adogofthathouseshallmovemeto
stå
stand.
Iwilltakethe
muren
wallofanymanor
tjenestepige
maidofMontague’s.
GREGORY.
That
viser
showstheeaweakslave,fortheweakest
går
goestothewall.
SAMPSON.
Sandt
True,andthereforewomen,beingtheweakervessels,areeverthrusttothe
væggen
wall:
thereforeIwillpushMontague’smenfromthe
væggen
wall,andthrusthismaidstothe
væggen
wall.
GREGORY.
Thequarrelis
mellem
betweenourmastersandustheirmen.
SAMPSON.
’Tis
alle
allone,Iwillshowmyselfatyrant:
når
whenIhavefoughtwiththemenI
vil
willbecivilwiththemaids,I
vil
willcutofftheirheads.
GREGORY.
Theheadsofthemaids?
SAMPSON.
Ay,theheadsofthemaids,
eller
ortheirmaidenheads;
takeitinwhat
forstand
sensethouwilt.
GREGORY.
They
må
musttakeitinsense
at
thatfeelit.
SAMPSON.
Metheyshall
føle
feelwhileIamableto
stå
stand:
and’tisknownIam
et
aprettypieceofflesh.
GREGORY.
’Tis
godt
wellthouartnotfish;
hvis
ifthouhadst,thouhadstbeen
stakkels
poorJohn.
Drawthytool;
her
herecomesofthehouseofMontagues.
EnterAbram
og
andBalthasar.
SAMPSON.
Mynaked
våben
weaponisout:
quarrel,I
vil
willbackthee.
GREGORY.
How?
Vende
Turnthybackandrun?
SAMPSON.
Frygte
Fearmenot.
GREGORY.
No,marry;
I
frygter
fearthee!
SAMPSON.
Letus
tage
takethelawofoursides;
lad
letthembegin.
GREGORY.
I
vil
willfrownasIpassby,
og
andletthemtakeitastheylist.
SAMPSON.
Nej
Nay,astheydare.
I
vil
willbitemythumbat
dem
them,whichisdisgracetothem
hvis
iftheybearit.
ABRAM.
Doyou
bider
biteyourthumbatus,
sir
sir?
SAMPSON.
Idobitemythumb,
sir
sir.
ABRAM.
Doyoubiteyourthumbatus,
sir
sir?
SAMPSON.
Isthelawofour
side
sideifIsayay?
GREGORY.
No.
SAMPSON.
No
sir
sir,Idonotbitemy
tommelfinger
thumbatyou,sir;
butI
bider
bitemythumb,sir.
GREGORY.
Doyouquarrel,
sir
sir?
ABRAM.
Quarrel,sir?
No,
sir
sir.
SAMPSON.
Butifyou
gør
do,sir,Iamforyou.
I
tjener
serveasgoodamanasyou.
ABRAM.
Ikke
Nobetter.
SAMPSON.
Well,sir.
EnterBenvolio.
GREGORY.
Sig
Saybetter;
herecomesoneofmymaster’skinsmen.
SAMPSON.
Ja
Yes,better,sir.
ABRAM.
You
lyver
lie.
SAMPSON.
Draw,ifyoubemen.
Gregory,
husk
rememberthywashingblow.
BENVOLIO.
Part,fools!
læg
putupyourswords,you
ved
knownotwhatyoudo.
EnterTybalt.
TYBALT.
Hvad
What,artthoudrawnamong
disse
theseheartlesshinds?
TurntheeBenvolio,
se
lookuponthydeath.
BENVOLIO.
I
gør
dobutkeepthepeace,
læg
putupthysword,Ormanageitto
skille
partthesemenwithme.
TYBALT.
Hvad
What,drawn,andtalkof
fred
peace?
IhatethewordAsI
hader
hatehell,allMontagues,andthee:
Haveatthee,
kujon
coward.
EnterthreeorfourCitizens
med
withclubs.
FIRSTCITIZEN.
Clubs,bills
og
andpartisans!
Strike!
Beatthem
ned
down!
DownwiththeCapulets!
Ned
DownwiththeMontagues!
EnterCapuletinhis
kjole
gown,andLadyCapulet.
CAPULET.
What
støj
noiseisthis?
Givememylong
sværd
sword,ho!
LADYCAPULET.
A
krykke
crutch,acrutch!
Whycallyoufor
et
asword?
CAPULET.
Mysword,I
siger
say!
OldMontagueiscome,
Og
Andflourisheshisbladein
trods
spiteofme.
EnterMontague
og
andhisLadyMontague.
MONTAGUE.
Thou
skurk
villainCapulet!
Holdmenot,
lad
letmego.
LADYMONTAGUE.
Thoushaltnotstirone
fod
foottoseekafoe.
Enter
Prins
PrinceEscalus,withAttendants.
PRINCE.
Oprørske
Rebellioussubjects,enemiestopeace,Profanersof
dette
thisneighbour-stainedsteel,—
Willtheynot
høre
hear?
What,ho!
Youmen,youbeasts,
Der
Thatquenchthefireofyourpernicious
vrede
rageWithpurplefountainsissuingfromyourveins,Onpainof
tortur
torture,fromthosebloodyhands
Smid
Throwyourmistemper’dweaponstothe
jorden
groundAndhearthesentenceofyour
bevægede
movedprince.
Threecivilbrawls,bredof
et
anairyword,Bythee,oldCapulet,
og
andMontague,Havethricedisturb’dthequietofourstreets,
Og
AndmadeVerona’sancientcitizens
Kastet
Castbytheirgravebeseemingornaments,Towieldoldpartisans,inhandsasold,Canker’d
med
withpeace,topartyourcanker’d
had
hate.
Ifeveryoudisturbourstreets
igen
again,Yourlivesshallpaythe
miste
forfeitofthepeace.
For
denne
thistimealltherestdepartaway:
You,Capulet,shall
gå
goalongwithme,AndMontague,
kom
comeyouthisafternoon,To
kende
knowourfartherpleasurein
denne
thiscase,TooldFree-town,our
fælles
commonjudgement-place.
Oncemore,onpainof
døden
death,allmendepart.
[Exeunt
Prins
PrinceandAttendants;
MONTAGUE.
Whoset
denne
thisancientquarrelnewabroach?
Tal
Speak,nephew,wereyouby
da
whenitbegan?
BENVOLIO.
Hereweretheservantsofyour
modstander
adversaryAndyours,closefightingereIdidapproach.
I
trak
drewtopartthem,inthe
øjeblik
instantcameThefieryTybalt,
med
withhisswordprepar’d,Which,ashebreath’ddefiancetomyears,He
svingede
swungabouthishead,and
skære
cutthewinds,Whonothing
skade
hurtwithal,hiss’dhimin
foragt
scorn.
Whilewewereinterchangingthrusts
og
andblowsCamemoreand
mere
more,andfoughtonpart
og
andpart,TillthePrince
kom
came,whopartedeitherpart.
LADYMONTAGUE.
O
hvor
whereisRomeo,sawyouhimtoday?
Right
glad
gladIamhewasnotat
denne
thisfray.
BENVOLIO.
Madam,an
time
hourbeforetheworshipp’dsunPeer’dforththe
gyldne
goldenwindowoftheeast,Atroubled
sind
minddravemetowalkabroad,
Hvor
WhereunderneaththegroveofsycamoreThatwestwardrootethfrom
denne
thiscityside,Soearly
gå
walkingdidIseeyourson.
Mod
TowardshimImade,buthewaswareof
mig
me,Andstoleintothecovertofthewood.
Jeg
I,measuringhisaffectionsbymy
egne
own,Whichthenmostsoughtwheremost
kunne
mightnotbefound,Being
en
onetoomanybymy
trætte
wearyself,Pursu’dmyhumour,not
forfulgte
pursuinghis,Andgladlyshunn’dwhogladly
flygtede
fledfromme.
MONTAGUE.
Many
en
amorninghathhetherebeen
set
seen,Withtearsaugmentingthefreshmorning’sdew,
Tilføje
Addingtocloudsmoreclouds
med
withhisdeepsighs;
Butallso
snart
soonastheall-cheeringsun
Skulle
Shouldinthefarthesteast
begynde
begintodrawTheshadycurtainsfromAurora’s
seng
bed,Awayfromlightsteals
hjem
homemyheavyson,And
privat
privateinhischamberpenshimself,
Lukker
Shutsuphiswindows,locks
fair
fairdaylightoutAndmakeshimself
en
anartificialnight.
Blackandportentous
må
mustthishumourprove,Unless
god
goodcounselmaythecause
fjerne
remove.
BENVOLIO.
Mynobleuncle,doyou
ved
knowthecause?
MONTAGUE.
Ineither
ved
knowitnorcanlearnof
ham
him.
BENVOLIO.
Haveyouimportun’dhimby
nogen
anymeans?
MONTAGUE.
Bothbymyself
og
andmanyotherfriends;
But
han
he,hisownaffections’counsellor,Istohimself—I
vil
willnotsayhowtrue—
Men
Buttohimselfsosecret
og
andsoclose,Sofarfrom
lyde
soundinganddiscovery,Asisthebudbit
med
withanenviouswormErehe
kan
canspreadhissweetleavestotheair,
Eller
Ordedicatehisbeautytothe
solen
sun.Couldwebutlearnfromwhencehissorrows
vokse
grow,Wewouldaswillingly
give
givecureasknow.
EnterRomeo.
BENVOLIO.
Se
See,wherehecomes.
Sopleaseyou
træde
stepaside;
I’llknowhisgrievance
eller
orbemuchdenied.
MONTAGUE.
I
ville
wouldthouwertsohappybythy
ophold
stayToheartrueshrift.
Kom
Come,madam,let’saway,.
BENVOLIO.
Goodmorrow,
fætter
cousin.
ROMEO.
Isthedayso
ung
young?