Romeo and Juliet | Progressive Translation Books for Danish B2 Learners

Romeo and Juliet | Progressive Translation Books for Danish B2 Learners

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THEPROLOGUE
EnterChorus.
Koret
CHORUS
.
Twohouseholds,bothalikein
værdighed
dignity
,InfairVerona,wherewelayourscene,Fromancient
nag
grudge
breaktonewmutiny,Wherecivilbloodmakescivilhandsunclean.
FromforththefatalloinsofthesetwofoesApairofstar-cross’dloverstaketheirlife;
Whosemisadventur’dpiteous
vælter
overthrows
Dothwiththeirdeathburytheirparents’strife.
Thefearful
passage
passage
oftheirdeath-mark’dlove,Andthecontinuanceoftheirparents’
vrede
rage
,Which,buttheirchildren’send,noughtcouldremove,Isnowthetwohours’trafficofourstage;
ACTI
SCENEI.Apublicplace.
EnterSampsonandGregoryarmedwithswordsandbucklers.
SAMPSON.
Gregory,onmyword,we’llnotcarrycoals.
GREGORY.
No,forthenweshouldbecolliers.
SAMPSON.
Imean,ifwebeincholer,we’lldraw.
GREGORY.
Ay,whileyoulive,drawyourneckouto’thecollar.
SAMPSON.
Istrikequickly,beingmoved.
GREGORY.
Butthouartnotquicklymovedtostrike.
SAMPSON.
AdogofthehouseofMontaguemovesme.
GREGORY.
Tomoveisto
røre
stir
;
andtobevaliantistostand:
therefore,ifthouartmoved,thourunn’staway.
SAMPSON.
Adogofthathouseshallmovemetostand.
IwilltakethewallofanymanormaidofMontague’s.
GREGORY.
Thatshowstheeaweakslave,fortheweakestgoestothewall.
SAMPSON.
True,andthereforewomen,beingtheweakervessels,areeverthrusttothewall:
thereforeIwillpushMontague’smenfromthewall,andthrusthismaidstothewall.
GREGORY.
Thequarrelisbetweenourmastersandustheirmen.
SAMPSON.
’Tisallone,Iwillshowmyselfatyrant:
whenIhavefoughtwiththemenIwillbecivilwiththemaids,Iwillcutofftheirheads.
GREGORY.
Theheadsofthemaids?
SAMPSON.
Ay,theheadsofthemaids,ortheirmaidenheads;
takeitinwhatsensethouwilt.
GREGORY.
Theymusttakeitinsensethatfeelit.
SAMPSON.
MetheyshallfeelwhileIamabletostand:
and’tisknownIamaprettypieceofflesh.
GREGORY.
’Tiswellthouartnotfish;
ifthouhadst,thouhadstbeenpoorJohn.
Drawthy
redskab
tool
;
herecomesofthehouseofMontagues.
EnterAbramandBalthasar.
SAMPSON.
Mynakedweaponisout:
quarrel,Iwillbackthee.
GREGORY.
How?
Turnthybackandrun?
SAMPSON.
Fearmenot.
GREGORY.
No,marry;
Ifearthee!
SAMPSON.
Letustakethelawofoursides;
letthembegin.
GREGORY.
IwillfrownasIpassby,andletthemtakeitastheylist.
SAMPSON.
Nej
Nay
,astheydare.
Iwillbitemy
tommelfinger
thumb
atthem,whichis
skændsel
disgrace
tothemiftheybearit.
ABRAM.
Doyoubiteyourthumbatus,sir?
SAMPSON.
Idobitemythumb,sir.
ABRAM.
Doyoubiteyourthumbatus,sir?
SAMPSON.
IsthelawofoursideifIsayay?
GREGORY.
No.
SAMPSON.
Nosir,Idonotbitemy
tommelfinger
thumb
atyou,sir;
butIbitemythumb,sir.
GREGORY.
Doyouquarrel,sir?
ABRAM.
Skænderi
Quarrel
,sir?
No,sir.
SAMPSON.
Butifyoudo,sir,Iamforyou.
Iserveasgoodamanasyou.
ABRAM.
Nobetter.
SAMPSON.
Well,sir.
EnterBenvolio.
GREGORY.
Saybetter;
herecomesoneofmymaster’skinsmen.
SAMPSON.
Yes,better,sir.
ABRAM.
Youlie.
SAMPSON.
Draw,ifyoubemen.
Gregory,rememberthywashingblow.
BENVOLIO.
Part,fools!
putupyourswords,youknownotwhatyoudo.
EnterTybalt.
TYBALT.
What,artthoudrawnamongtheseheartlesshinds?
TurntheeBenvolio,lookuponthydeath.
BENVOLIO.
Idobutkeepthepeace,putupthysword,Ormanageittopartthesemenwithme.
TYBALT.
What,drawn,andtalkofpeace?
IhatethewordAsIhatehell,allMontagues,andthee:
Haveatthee,coward.
EnterthreeorfourCitizenswithclubs.
FIRST
Borger
CITIZEN
.
Clubs,billsandpartisans!
Strike!
Beatthemdown!
DownwiththeCapulets!
DownwiththeMontagues!
EnterCapuletinhis
kjole
gown
,andLadyCapulet.
CAPULET.
Whatnoiseisthis?
Givememylongsword,ho!
LADYCAPULET.
A
krykke
crutch
,acrutch!
Whycallyouforasword?
CAPULET.
Mysword,Isay!
OldMontagueiscome,And
blomstrer
flourishes
hisbladeinspiteofme.
EnterMontagueandhisLadyMontague.
MONTAGUE.
Thou
skurk
villain
Capulet!
Holdmenot,letmego.
LADYMONTAGUE.
Thoushaltnotstironefoottoseeka
fjende
foe
.
EnterPrinceEscalus,withAttendants.
PRINCE.
Oprørske
Rebellious
subjects,enemiestopeace,Profanersofthisneighbour-stainedsteel,—
Willtheynothear?
What,ho!
Youmen,youbeasts,Thatquenchthefireofyourpernicious
vrede
rage
Withpurplefountainsissuingfromyourveins,Onpainoftorture,fromthosebloodyhandsThrowyourmistemper’dweaponstothegroundAndhearthesentenceofyourmovedprince.
Threecivilbrawls,bredofanairyword,Bythee,oldCapulet,andMontague,Havethricedisturb’dthequietofourstreets,AndmadeVerona’sancientcitizensCastbytheirgravebeseemingornaments,Towieldoldpartisans,inhandsasold,Canker’dwithpeace,topartyourcanker’dhate.
Ifeveryou
forstyrrer
disturb
ourstreetsagain,Yourlivesshallpaythe
miste
forfeit
ofthepeace.
Forthistimealltherestdepartaway:
You,Capulet,shallgoalongwithme,AndMontague,comeyouthisafternoon,Toknowour
længere
farther
pleasureinthiscase,TooldFree-town,ourcommonjudgement-place.
Oncemore,onpainofdeath,allmendepart.
[ExeuntPrinceandAttendants;
MONTAGUE.
Whosetthisancient
skænderi
quarrel
newabroach?
Speak,nephew,wereyoubywhenitbegan?
BENVOLIO.
Hereweretheservantsofyour
modstander
adversary
Andyours,closefightingereIdidapproach.
Idrewtopartthem,inthe
øjeblik
instant
cameThefieryTybalt,withhisswordprepar’d,Which,ashebreath’ddefiancetomyears,Heswungabouthishead,andcutthewinds,Whonothinghurtwithal,hiss’dhimin
foragt
scorn
.
WhilewewereinterchangingthrustsandblowsCamemoreandmore,andfoughtonpartandpart,TillthePrincecame,whopartedeitherpart.
LADYMONTAGUE.
OwhereisRomeo,sawyouhimtoday?
RightgladIamhewasnotatthisfray.
BENVOLIO.
Madam,anhourbeforetheworshipp’dsunPeer’dforththegoldenwindowoftheeast,Atroubledminddravemetowalkabroad,Where
under
underneath
thegroveofsycamoreThatwestwardrootethfromthiscityside,SoearlywalkingdidIseeyourson.
TowardshimImade,buthewaswareofme,Andstoleintothecovertofthewood.
I,
målte
measuring
hisaffectionsbymyown,Whichthenmostsoughtwheremostmightnotbefound,Beingonetoomanybymy
trætte
weary
self,Pursu’dmyhumour,not
forfulgte
pursuing
his,Andgladlyshunn’dwhogladly
flygtede
fled
fromme.
MONTAGUE.
Manyamorninghathhetherebeenseen,Withtearsaugmentingthefreshmorning’sdew,Addingtocloudsmorecloudswithhisdeepsighs;
Butallsosoonastheall-cheeringsunShouldinthefarthesteastbegintodrawThe
skyggefulde
shady
curtainsfromAurora’sbed,Awayfromlightstealshomemyheavyson,Andprivateinhis
kammer
chamber
penshimself,Shutsuphiswindows,locksfair
dagslys
daylight
outAndmakeshimselfan
kunstig
artificial
night.
Blackandportentousmustthishumourprove,Unlessgood
råd
counsel
maythecauseremove.
BENVOLIO.
My
ædle
noble
uncle,doyouknowthecause?
MONTAGUE.
Ineitherknowitnorcanlearnofhim.
BENVOLIO.
Haveyouimportun’dhimbyanymeans?
MONTAGUE.
Bothbymyselfandmanyotherfriends;
Buthe,hisownaffections’
rådgiver
counsellor
,Istohimself—Iwillnotsayhowtrue—
Buttohimselfsosecretandsoclose,Sofarfromsoundingand
opdagelse
discovery
,Asisthebudbitwithan
misundelig
envious
wormErehecanspreadhissweetleavestotheair,Or
dedikere
dedicate
hisbeautytothesun.Couldwebutlearnfromwhencehissorrowsgrow,Wewouldas
villigt
willingly
givecureasknow.
EnterRomeo.
BENVOLIO.
See,wherehecomes.
Sopleaseyoustepaside;
I’llknowhisgrievanceorbemuchdenied.
MONTAGUE.
IwouldthouwertsohappybythystayToheartrueshrift.
Come,madam,let’saway,.
BENVOLIO.
Goodmorrow,cousin.
ROMEO.
Isthedaysoyoung?