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Romeo and Juliet | Gradually Hardening French A1-B2 Books

Romeo and Juliet | Gradually Hardening French A1-B2 Books

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THEPROLOGUE
EnterChorus.
Chœur
CHORUS.
Twohouseholds,bothalikein
dignité
dignity,InfairVerona,wherewelayour
scène
scene,Fromancientgrudgebreaktonew
mutinerie
mutiny,Wherecivilbloodmakes
civil
civilhandsunclean.
Fromforth
les
thefatalloinsofthese
deux
twofoesApairofstar-cross’dlovers
prendre
taketheirlife;
Whosemisadventur’dpiteous
renversent
overthrowsDothwiththeirdeath
enterrer
burytheirparents’strife.
Thefearful
passage
passageoftheirdeath-mark’dlove,
Et
Andthecontinuanceoftheirparents’rage,
Qui
Which,buttheirchildren’send,nought
pourrait
couldremove,Isnowthe
deux
twohours’trafficofour
scène
stage;
ACTI
SCENEI.
Un
Apublicplace.
EnterSampson
et
andGregoryarmedwithswords
et
andbucklers.
SAMPSON.
Gregory,onmy
parole
word,we’llnotcarrycoals.
GREGORY.
Non
No,forthenweshouldbecolliers.
SAMPSON.
I
veux dire
mean,ifwebeincholer,we’ll
tirera
draw.
GREGORY.
Ay,whileyou
vivras
live,drawyourneckouto’the
collier
collar.
SAMPSON.
Istrikequickly,beingmoved.
GREGORY.
Mais
Butthouartnotquicklymovedto
frapper
strike.
SAMPSON.
Adogof
la
thehouseofMontaguemoves
me
me.
GREGORY.
Tomoveistostir;
et
andtobevaliantisto
tenir
stand:
therefore,ifthouart
déplacé
moved,thourunn’staway.
SAMPSON.
Un
Adogofthathouseshallmovemetostand.
Iwill
prendrai
takethewallofany
homme
manormaidofMontague’s.
GREGORY.
That
montre
showstheeaweakslave,for
le
theweakestgoestothe
mur
wall.
SAMPSON.
True,andthereforewomen,beingtheweakervessels,areeverthrusttothe
mur
wall:
thereforeIwillpushMontague’smenfrom
les
thewall,andthrusthismaidsto
les
thewall.
GREGORY.
Thequarrelis
entre
betweenourmastersandustheirmen.
SAMPSON.
’Tis
tout
allone,Iwillshowmyselfa
tyran
tyrant:
whenIhavefought
avec
withthemenIwillbecivil
avec
withthemaids,Iwill
couperai
cutofftheirheads.
GREGORY.
Les
Theheadsofthemaids?
SAMPSON.
Ay,
les
theheadsofthemaids,
ou
ortheirmaidenheads;
takeitinwhat
sens
sensethouwilt.
GREGORY.
They
doivent
musttakeitinsensethatfeelit.
SAMPSON.
Metheyshall
sentiront
feelwhileIamableto
tenir
stand:
and’tisknownIam
un
aprettypieceofflesh.
GREGORY.
’Tis
bien
wellthouartnotfish;
si
ifthouhadst,thouhadstbeen
pauvre
poorJohn.
Drawthytool;
herecomesof
la
thehouseofMontagues.
EnterAbram
et
andBalthasar.
SAMPSON.
Mynaked
arme
weaponisout:
quarrel,Iwillbackthee.
GREGORY.
Comment
How?
Turnthybackandrun?
SAMPSON.
Peur
Fearmenot.
GREGORY.
No,
épousez
marry;
Ifearthee!
SAMPSON.
Letus
prenons
takethelawofoursides;
laissez
letthembegin.
GREGORY.
I
vais
willfrownasIpassby,
et
andletthemtakeitastheylist.
SAMPSON.
Non
Nay,astheydare.
I
vais
willbitemythumbat
eux
them,whichisdisgracetothemifthey
supportent
bearit.
ABRAM.
Doyou
mordrez
biteyourthumbatus,
monsieur
sir?
SAMPSON.
Idobitemy
pouce
thumb,sir.
ABRAM.
Doyou
mordrez
biteyourthumbatus,
monsieur
sir?
SAMPSON.
Isthelawofour
côté
sideifIsayay?
GREGORY.
Pas
No.
SAMPSON.
Nosir,I
ne
donotbitemythumbatyou,
monsieur
sir;
butIbitemy
pouce
thumb,sir.
GREGORY.
Doyouquarrel,
monsieur
sir?
ABRAM.
Quarrel,sir?
No,
monsieur
sir.
SAMPSON.
Butifyou
faites
do,sir,Iamforyou.
Iserveas
bon
goodamanasyou.
ABRAM.
Pas
Nobetter.
SAMPSON.
Well,sir.
EnterBenvolio.
GREGORY.
Dites
Saybetter;
herecomesoneofmymaster’skinsmen.
SAMPSON.
Yes,
mieux
better,sir.
ABRAM.
Youlie.
SAMPSON.
Tirez
Draw,ifyoubemen.
Gregory,rememberthywashing
coup
blow.
BENVOLIO.
Part,fools!
putupyourswords,you
savez
knownotwhatyoudo.
Entré
EnterTybalt.
TYBALT.
What,artthou
attiré
drawnamongtheseheartlesshinds?
Tourne
TurntheeBenvolio,lookuponthy
mort
death.
BENVOLIO.
Idobut
garder
keepthepeace,putupthy
épée
sword,Ormanageitto
séparer
partthesemenwithme.
TYBALT.
Quoi
What,drawn,andtalkof
paix
peace?
IhatethewordAsI
déteste
hatehell,allMontagues,andthee:
Haveatthee,
lâche
coward.
EnterthreeorfourCitizens
avec
withclubs.
FIRSTCITIZEN.
Clubs,bills
et
andpartisans!
Strike!
Beatthemdown!
Bas
DownwiththeCapulets!
Downwith
les
theMontagues!
EnterCapuletinhis
robe
gown,andLadyCapulet.
CAPULET.
What
bruit
noiseisthis?
Givememy
longue
longsword,ho!
LADYCAPULET.
Une
Acrutch,acrutch!
Why
appelé
callyouforasword?
CAPULET.
My
épée
sword,Isay!
OldMontagueis
venu
come,Andflourisheshisbladein
dépit
spiteofme.
EnterMontague
et
andhisLadyMontague.
MONTAGUE.
Thou
méchant
villainCapulet!
Holdmenot,letme
aller
go.
LADYMONTAGUE.
Thoushaltnotstironefootto
chercher
seekafoe.
EnterPrinceEscalus,
avec
withAttendants.
PRINCE.
Rebellioussubjects,enemiesto
paix
peace,Profanersofthisneighbour-stained
acier
steel,—
Willtheynothear?
Ce
What,ho!
Youmen,youbeasts,
Qui
Thatquenchthefireofyourperniciousrage
Avec
Withpurplefountainsissuingfromyourveins,Onpainof
torture
torture,fromthosebloodyhands
Jetez
Throwyourmistemper’dweaponstothe
sol
groundAndhearthesentenceofyourmoved
prince
prince.
Threecivilbrawls,bredofanairy
mot
word,Bythee,oldCapulet,
et
andMontague,Havethricedisturb’dthe
calme
quietofourstreets,And
fait
madeVerona’sancientcitizensCastbytheirgravebeseemingornaments,Towield
vieux
oldpartisans,inhandsas
vieux
old,Canker’dwithpeace,to
séparer
partyourcanker’dhate.
Ifeveryou
dérangez
disturbourstreetsagain,Yourlivesshall
paieront
paytheforfeitofthe
paix
peace.
Forthistimeall
le
therestdepartaway:
You,Capulet,shall
allez
goalongwithme,AndMontague,
venez
comeyouthisafternoon,To
connaître
knowourfartherpleasureinthis
affaire
case,TooldFree-town,our
commun
commonjudgement-place.
Oncemore,onpainof
mort
death,allmendepart.
[Exeunt
Prince
PrinceandAttendants;
MONTAGUE.
Whoset
cette
thisancientquarrelnewabroach?
Parle
Speak,nephew,wereyouby
quand
whenitbegan?
BENVOLIO.
Herewere
les
theservantsofyouradversary
Et
Andyours,closefightingereIdidapproach.
I
tiré
drewtopartthem,intheinstant
venu
cameThefieryTybalt,withhis
épée
swordprepar’d,Which,ashebreath’ddefiancetomyears,He
balançait
swungabouthishead,and
coupe
cutthewinds,Whonothing
mal
hurtwithal,hiss’dhiminscorn.
Whilewewereinterchangingthrusts
et
andblowsCamemoreand
plus
more,andfoughtonpart
et
andpart,TillthePrince
vienne
came,whopartedeitherpart.
LADYMONTAGUE.
O
où
whereisRomeo,sawyouhim
aujourd'hui
today?
RightgladIamhewasnotat
cette
thisfray.
BENVOLIO.
Madam,anhour
avant
beforetheworshipp’dsunPeer’dforththegolden
fenêtre
windowoftheeast,Atroubled
esprit
minddravemetowalkabroad,
Où
WhereunderneaththegroveofsycamoreThatwestwardrootethfrom
ce
thiscityside,SoearlywalkingdidI
vu
seeyourson.
TowardshimImade,
mais
buthewaswareofme,
Et
Andstoleintothecovertofthe
bois
wood.
I,measuringhisaffectionsbymyown,Whichthenmostsought
où
wheremostmightnotbefound,Being
un
onetoomanybymy
fatigué
wearyself,Pursu’dmyhumour,notpursuing
ses
his,Andgladlyshunn’dwho
joyeusement
gladlyfledfromme.
MONTAGUE.
Beaucoup
Manyamorninghathhetherebeen
vu
seen,Withtearsaugmentingthefreshmorning’s
rosée
dew,Addingtocloudsmoreclouds
avec
withhisdeepsighs;
Butallsosoonastheall-cheering
soleil
sunShouldinthefarthest
est
eastbegintodrawTheshadycurtainsfromAurora’s
lit
bed,Awayfromlightstealshomemy
lourd
heavyson,Andprivateinhischamberpenshimself,
Ferme
Shutsuphiswindows,locksfair
lumière du jour
daylightoutAndmakeshimself
une
anartificialnight.
Blackandportentous
doit
mustthishumourprove,Unlessgoodcounsel
puissent
maythecauseremove.
BENVOLIO.
My
noble
nobleuncle,doyouknow
la
thecause?
MONTAGUE.
Ineither
sais
knowitnorcanlearnofhim.
BENVOLIO.
Haveyouimportun’dhimbyanymeans?
MONTAGUE.
Bothbymyself
et
andmanyotherfriends;
Buthe,his
propre
ownaffections’counsellor,Istohimself—Iwillnot
dirai
sayhowtrue—
Buttohimselfso
secret
secretandsoclose,So
loin
farfromsoundinganddiscovery,Asisthebud
mordu
bitwithanenviouswormErehe
puisse
canspreadhissweetleavestotheair,
Ou
Ordedicatehisbeautytothe
soleil
sun.Couldwebutlearnfromwhencehissorrowsgrow,Wewouldaswillinglygivecureasknow.
Entré
EnterRomeo.
BENVOLIO.
See,wherehe
vient
comes.
Sopleaseyoustepaside;
I’ll
connaîtrai
knowhisgrievanceorbe
beaucoup
muchdenied.
MONTAGUE.
Iwouldthouwertso
heureux
happybythystayTo
entendre
heartrueshrift.
Come,madam,let’saway,.
BENVOLIO.
Goodmorrow,
cousin
cousin.
ROMEO.
Isthedayso
jeune
young?