THEPROLOGUE
EnterChorus.
CHORUS.
Duas
Twohouseholds,bothalikeindignity,InfairVerona,onde
wherewelayourscene,Fromancientgrudgeruptura
breaktonewmutiny,Wherecivilsangue
bloodmakescivilhandsunclean.Fromforth
a
thefatalloinsofthesedois
twofoesApairofstar-cross’dloverstiram
taketheirlife;Whosemisadventur’dpiteousoverthrowsDoth
com
withtheirdeathburytheirparents’strife.Thefearfulpassageoftheirdeath-mark’d
amor
love,Andthecontinuanceoftheirparents’rage,Que
Which,buttheirchildren’send,noughtpoderia
couldremove,Isnowtheduas
twohours’trafficofourstage;ACTI
SCENEI.
Um
Apublicplace.EnterSampson
e
andGregoryarmedwithswordse
andbucklers.SAMPSON.
Gregory,onmy
palavra
word,we’llnotcarrycoals.GREGORY.
Não
No,forthenweshouldbecolliers.SAMPSON.
I
dizer
mean,ifwebeincholer,we’lldraw.GREGORY.
Ay,
enquanto
whileyoulive,drawyourneckouto’o
thecollar.SAMPSON.
Istrikequickly,being
movido
moved.GREGORY.
Butthouartnotquickly
moveste
movedtostrike.SAMPSON.
A
cão
dogofthehouseofMontaguemove
movesme.GREGORY.
Tomoveistostir;
e
andtobevaliantistoficar
stand:therefore,ifthouartmoved,thourunn’staway.
SAMPSON.
Um
Adogofthathouseshallmovemetoficar
stand.Iwilltakethewallof
qualquer
anymanormaidofMontague’s.GREGORY.
Isso
Thatshowstheeaweakslave,fortheweakestvai
goestothewall.SAMPSON.
Verdade
True,andthereforewomen,beingtheweakervessels,areeverthrusttothewall:thereforeI
vou
willpushMontague’smenfromthewall,e
andthrusthismaidstothewall.GREGORY.
Thequarrelis
entre
betweenourmastersandustheirmen.SAMPSON.
’Tis
tudo
allone,Iwillshowmyselfatyrant:quando
whenIhavefoughtwiththemenIwillbecivilcom
withthemaids,Iwillcortarei
cutofftheirheads.GREGORY.
As
Theheadsofthemaids?SAMPSON.
Ay,
as
theheadsofthemaids,ou
ortheirmaidenheads;takeitinwhatsensethouwilt.
GREGORY.
They
devem
musttakeitinsensethatfeello
it.SAMPSON.
Metheyshall
sentirão
feelwhileIamabletoficar
stand:and’tisknownIam
um
aprettypieceofflesh.GREGORY.
’Tis
bem
wellthouartnotfish;se
ifthouhadst,thouhadstbeenpobre
poorJohn.Drawthytool;
aqui
herecomesofthehouseofMontagues.EnterAbram
e
andBalthasar.SAMPSON.
Mynakedweaponis
fora
out:quarrel,Iwillbackthee.
GREGORY.
Como
How?Turnthybackandrun?
SAMPSON.
Fearmenot.
GREGORY.
Não
No,marry;Ifearthee!
SAMPSON.
Letustake
a
thelawofoursides;deixe
letthembegin.GREGORY.
I
vou
willfrownasIpassby,e
andletthemtakeitastheylist.SAMPSON.
Nay,astheydare.
I
vou
willbitemythumbatthem,whichisdisgracetothemse
iftheybearit.ABRAM.
Doyoubiteyourthumbat
nós
us,sir?SAMPSON.
Idobitemythumb,
senhor
sir.ABRAM.
Doyoubiteyourthumbat
nós
us,sir?SAMPSON.
Isthe
lei
lawofoursideifIdisser
sayay?GREGORY.
No.
SAMPSON.
Não
Nosir,Idonotbitemythumbatyou,senhor
sir;butIbitemythumb,
senhor
sir.GREGORY.
Doyouquarrel,
senhor
sir?ABRAM.
Quarrel,sir?
No,
senhor
sir.SAMPSON.
Butifyou
fizer
do,sir,Iamforyou.Iserveas
bom
goodamanasyou.ABRAM.
Não
Nobetter.SAMPSON.
Well,sir.
EnterBenvolio.
GREGORY.
Diz
Saybetter;herecomesoneofmymaster’skinsmen.
SAMPSON.
Sim
Yes,better,sir.ABRAM.
You
mente
lie.SAMPSON.
Draw,ifyoubemen.
Gregory,
lembra
rememberthywashingblow.BENVOLIO.
Separem
Part,fools!putupyourswords,you
sabes
knownotwhatyoudo.EnterTybalt.
TYBALT.
What,artthoudrawnamong
estas
theseheartlesshinds?TurntheeBenvolio,
olha
lookuponthydeath.BENVOLIO.
Idobut
mantenho
keepthepeace,putupthysword,Ou
Ormanageittopartestes
thesemenwithme.TYBALT.
What,drawn,
e
andtalkofpeace?I
odeio
hatethewordAsIodeio
hatehell,allMontagues,andthee:Haveatthee,coward.
Enter
três
threeorfourCitizenswithclubs.Primeiro
FIRSTCITIZEN.Clubs,billsandpartisans!
Strike!
Beatthemdown!
Abaixo
DownwiththeCapulets!Downwith
os
theMontagues!EnterCapuletinhisgown,
e
andLadyCapulet.CAPULET.
Whatnoiseis
este
this?Givememylongsword,ho!
Senhora
LADYCAPULET.Acrutch,acrutch!
Why
chamei
callyouforasword?CAPULET.
Mysword,I
digo
say!OldMontagueiscome,
E
Andflourisheshisbladeinspiteofmim
me.EnterMontagueandhis
Senhora
LadyMontague.MONTAGUE.
ThouvillainCapulet!
Prendas
Holdmenot,letmeir
go.LADYMONTAGUE.
Thoushaltnotstironefoottoseekafoe.
EnterPrinceEscalus,
com
withAttendants.PRINCE.
Rebellioussubjects,enemiestopeace,Profanersofthisneighbour-stainedsteel,—
Willtheynot
ouvem
hear?What,ho!
Youmen,youbeasts,
Que
ThatquenchthefireofyourperniciousrageCom
Withpurplefountainsissuingfromyourveins,Onpainoftorture,fromthosebloodyhandsThrowyourmistemper’dweaponstothegroundE
Andhearthesentenceofyourmovedprince.Três
Threecivilbrawls,bredofuma
anairyword,Bythee,velho
oldCapulet,andMontague,Havethricedisturb’dthesilêncio
quietofourstreets,Andfizeram
madeVerona’sancientcitizensCastbytheirgravebeseemingornaments,Towieldvelho
oldpartisans,inhandsasvelho
old,Canker’dwithpeace,toseparar
partyourcanker’dhate.Ifeveryoudisturbourstreets
novamente
again,Yourlivesshallpaytheforfeitofthepeace.Forthis
momento
timealltherestdepartaway:You,Capulet,shall
ir
goalongwithme,AndMontague,venha
comeyouthisafternoon,Tosaber
knowourfartherpleasureinesta
thiscase,TooldFree-town,ourcommonjudgement-place.Once
mais
more,onpainofdeath,todos
allmendepart.[ExeuntPrince
e
andAttendants;MONTAGUE.
Whoset
esta
thisancientquarrelnewabroach?Fala
Speak,nephew,wereyoubyquando
whenitbegan?BENVOLIO.
Hereweretheservantsofyouradversary
E
Andyours,closefightingereIdidapproach.Idrewtopart
los
them,intheinstantcameThefieryTybalt,com
withhisswordprepar’d,Which,ashebreath’ddefiancetomyears,Heswungsobre
abouthishead,andcutthewinds,Whonada
nothinghurtwithal,hiss’dhiminscorn.Enquanto
Whilewewereinterchangingthrustse
andblowsCamemoreandmais
more,andfoughtonparte
andpart,TillthePrinceveio
came,whopartedeitherpart.Senhora
LADYMONTAGUE.OwhereisRomeo,
viste
sawyouhimtoday?RightgladIamhewasnotatthisfray.
BENVOLIO.
Madam,an
hora
hourbeforetheworshipp’dsunPeer’dforththegoldenwindowoftheeast,Atroubledmente
minddravemetowalkabroad,Onde
WhereunderneaththegroveofsycamoreQue
Thatwestwardrootethfromthiscidade
cityside,SoearlywalkingdidIvi
seeyourson.TowardshimI
fiz
made,buthewaswareofmim
me,Andstoleintothecovertofthewood.Eu
I,measuringhisaffectionsbymyown,Whichthenmostsoughtonde
wheremostmightnotbefound,Beinguma
onetoomanybymywearyself,Pursu’dmyhumour,notpursuinghis,E
Andgladlyshunn’dwhogladlyfledfrommim
me.MONTAGUE.
Manyamorninghathhetherebeen
visto
seen,Withtearsaugmentingthefreshmorning’sdew,Addingtocloudsmais
morecloudswithhisdeepsighs;Mas
Butallsosoonastheall-cheeringsunDeveria
ShouldinthefarthesteastbegintodrawTheshadycurtainsfromAurora’scama
bed,Awayfromlightstealscasa
homemyheavyson,Andprivateinhischamberpenshimself,Fecha
Shutsuphiswindows,locksfairdaylightoutE
Andmakeshimselfanartificialnoite
night.Blackandportentousmust
este
thishumourprove,Unlessgoodcounselpode
maythecauseremove.BENVOLIO.
Mynoble
tio
uncle,doyouknowthecausa
cause?MONTAGUE.
Ineitherknowitnor
posso
canlearnofhim.BENVOLIO.
Haveyouimportun’dhimby
alguma
anymeans?MONTAGUE.
Bothbymyselfand
muitos
manyotherfriends;Buthe,hisownaffections’counsellor,Istohimself—I
vou
willnotsayhowtrue—Mas
Buttohimselfsosecrete
andsoclose,Sofarfromsoar
soundinganddiscovery,Asiso
thebudbitwithanenviouswormErehepossa
canspreadhissweetleavestoo
theair,Ordedicatehisbeautytoo
thesun.Couldwebutlearnfromwhencehissorrowsgrow,Wewouldaswillinglygivecureasknow.EnterRomeo.
BENVOLIO.
Vê
See,wherehecomes.So
por favor
pleaseyoustepaside;I’ll
saber
knowhisgrievanceorbemuito
muchdenied.MONTAGUE.
Iwouldthouwertso
feliz
happybythystayToouvir
heartrueshrift.Come,madam,let’s
embora
away,.BENVOLIO.
Goodmorrow,cousin.
ROMEO.
Is
o
thedaysoyoung?