THEPROLOGUE
EnterChorus.
Coro
CHORUS.Twohouseholds,bothalikein
dignidad
dignity,InfairVerona,wherewelayourescena
scene,Fromancientgrudgebreaktonuevo
newmutiny,Wherecivilbloodhace
makescivilhandsunclean.Fromforththefatalloinsof
estos
thesetwofoesApairofstar-cross’dloverstoman
taketheirlife;Whosemisadventur’dpiteousoverthrowsDoth
con
withtheirdeathburytheirparents’strife.The
terrible
fearfulpassageoftheirdeath-mark’damor
love,Andthecontinuanceoftheirparents’rage,Which,pero
buttheirchildren’send,noughtpodría
couldremove,Isnowthedos
twohours’trafficofourescenario
stage;ACTI
SCENEI.
Un
Apublicplace.EnterSampson
y
andGregoryarmedwithswordsy
andbucklers.SAMPSON.
Gregory,onmy
palabra
word,we’llnotcarrycoals.GREGORY.
No
No,forthenweshouldbecolliers.SAMPSON.
I
decir
mean,ifwebeincholer,we’lldibujaremos
draw.GREGORY.
Ay,whileyou
vivas
live,drawyourneckouto’thecollar.SAMPSON.
I
golpeo
strikequickly,beingmoved.GREGORY.
Pero
Butthouartnotquicklymueves
movedtostrike.SAMPSON.
A
perro
dogofthehouseofMontaguemovesme
me.GREGORY.
Tomoveistostir;
y
andtobevaliantistostand:por lo tanto
therefore,ifthouartmoved,thourunn’staway.SAMPSON.
Un
Adogofthathouseshallmoverá
movemetostand.Iwill
tomaré
takethewallofanyhombre
manormaidofMontague’s.GREGORY.
Eso
Thatshowstheeaweakesclavo
slave,fortheweakestgoestothepared
wall.SAMPSON.
True,andthereforewomen,beingtheweakervessels,areeverthrusttothe
pared
wall:thereforeIwillpushMontague’smenfromthe
pared
wall,andthrusthismaidstothepared
wall.GREGORY.
Thequarrelis
entre
betweenourmastersandustheirmen.SAMPSON.
’Tis
todo
allone,Iwillshowmyselfatirano
tyrant:whenIhavefought
con
withthemenIwillbecivilcon
withthemaids,Iwillcortaré
cutofftheirheads.GREGORY.
Las
Theheadsofthemaids?SAMPSON.
Ay,
las
theheadsofthemaids,o
ortheirmaidenheads;takeitinwhat
sentido
sensethouwilt.GREGORY.
They
deben
musttakeitinsensethatfeelit.SAMPSON.
Metheyshall
sentirán
feelwhileIamabletostand:y
and’tisknownIamun
aprettypieceofflesh.GREGORY.
’Tis
bien
wellthouartnotfish;si
ifthouhadst,thouhadstbeenpobre
poorJohn.Drawthytool;
aquí
herecomesofthehouseofMontagues.Entran
EnterAbramandBalthasar.SAMPSON.
Mynaked
arma
weaponisout:quarrel,I
voy
willbackthee.GREGORY.
How?
Turnthy
espalda
backandrun?SAMPSON.
Fearmenot.
GREGORY.
No
No,marry;Ifearthee!
SAMPSON.
Letus
tomemos
takethelawofoursides;dejemos
letthembegin.GREGORY.
I
quieran
willfrownasIpassby,y
andletthemtakeitastheylist.SAMPSON.
Nay,asthey
se atreven
dare.Iwillbitemy
pulgar
thumbatthem,whichisvergüenza
disgracetothemiftheysoportan
bearit.ABRAM.
Doyou
muerde
biteyourthumbatus,señor
sir?SAMPSON.
Idobitemy
pulgar
thumb,sir.ABRAM.
Doyou
muerde
biteyourthumbatus,señor
sir?SAMPSON.
Isthelawofour
lado
sideifIsayay?GREGORY.
No
No.SAMPSON.
Nosir,Idonot
muerdo
bitemythumbatyou,señor
sir;butIbitemy
pulgar
thumb,sir.GREGORY.
Doyou
peleando
quarrel,sir?ABRAM.
Quarrel,sir?
No
No,sir.SAMPSON.
Butifyou
hace
do,sir,Iamforyou.I
sirvo
serveasgoodamanasyou.ABRAM.
No
Nobetter.SAMPSON.
Well,sir.
Entra
EnterBenvolio.GREGORY.
Saybetter;
aquí
herecomesoneofmymaster’skinsmen.SAMPSON.
Sí
Yes,better,sir.ABRAM.
You
miente
lie.SAMPSON.
Draw,ifyoubemen.
Gregory,
recuerda
rememberthywashingblow.BENVOLIO.
Part,fools!
putupyourswords,you
saben
knownotwhatyoudo.Entra
EnterTybalt.TYBALT.
What,artthoudrawn
entre
amongtheseheartlesshinds?TurntheeBenvolio,
mira
lookuponthydeath.BENVOLIO.
I
hago
dobutkeepthepeace,putupthyespada
sword,Ormanageittopartestos
thesemenwithme.TYBALT.
Qué
What,drawn,andtalkofpaz
peace?IhatethewordAsI
odio
hatehell,allMontagues,andthee:Tienes
Haveatthee,coward.Enter
tres
threeorfourCitizenswithclubs.Primer
FIRSTCITIZEN.Clubs,billsandpartisans!
Strike!
Beatthemdown!
Abajo
DownwiththeCapulets!Downwith
los
theMontagues!EnterCapuletinhis
vestido
gown,andLadyCapulet.CAPULET.
What
ruido
noiseisthis?Givememylong
espada
sword,ho!LADYCAPULET.
A
muleta
crutch,acrutch!Whycallyoufor
una
asword?CAPULET.
Mysword,I
digo
say!OldMontagueiscome,
Y
Andflourisheshisbladeinspiteofmí
me.EnterMontagueandhis
Señora
LadyMontague.MONTAGUE.
ThouvillainCapulet!
Sujetes
Holdmenot,letmeir
go.LADYMONTAGUE.
Thoushaltnotstirone
pie
foottoseekafoe.Entra
EnterPrinceEscalus,withAttendants.Príncipe
PRINCE.Rebellioussubjects,enemiesto
paz
peace,Profanersofthisneighbour-stainedacero
steel,—Willtheynothear?
Qué
What,ho!Youmen,youbeasts,Thatquenchthe
fuego
fireofyourperniciousrageCon
Withpurplefountainsissuingfromyourveins,Onpainoftortura
torture,fromthosebloodyhandsArrojad
Throwyourmistemper’dweaponstothesuelo
groundAndhearthesentenceofyourmovedpríncipe
prince.Threecivilbrawls,bredof
una
anairyword,Bythee,viejo
oldCapulet,andMontague,Havethricedisturb’dthequietofourstreets,Y
AndmadeVerona’sancientcitizensCastbytheirgravebeseemingornaments,Towieldviejo
oldpartisans,inhandsasviejo
old,Canker’dwithpeace,topartyourcanker’dodio
hate.Ifeveryoudisturbourstreets
de nuevo
again,Yourlivesshallpayla
theforfeitofthepeace.For
este
thistimealltherestdepartaway:You,Capulet,shallgoalongwithme,
Y
AndMontague,comeyouthistarde
afternoon,Toknowourfartherplacer
pleasureinthiscase,TooldFree-town,ourcomún
commonjudgement-place.Oncemore,onpainof
muerte
death,allmendepart.[Exeunt
Príncipe
PrinceandAttendants;MONTAGUE.
Whoset
esta
thisancientquarrelnewabroach?Habla
Speak,nephew,wereyoubycuando
whenitbegan?BENVOLIO.
Herewere
los
theservantsofyouradversaryY
Andyours,closefightingereIdidacercara
approach.Idrewtopartthem,inthe
instante
instantcameThefieryTybalt,con
withhisswordprepar’d,Which,ashebreath’ddefiancetomyears,Heswungabouthiscabeza
head,andcutthewinds,Whonada
nothinghurtwithal,hiss’dhimindesprecio
scorn.Whilewewereinterchangingthrusts
y
andblowsCamemoreandmás
more,andfoughtonparty
andpart,TillthePrincecame,whopartedeitherparte
part.LADYMONTAGUE.
OwhereisRomeo,
visto
sawyouhimtoday?RightgladIamhewasnotat
esta
thisfray.BENVOLIO.
Madam,anhourbeforetheworshipp’d
sol
sunPeer’dforththegoldenventana
windowoftheeast,Atroubledmente
minddravemetowalkextranjero
abroad,WhereunderneaththegroveofsycamoreThatwestwardrootethfromthisciudad
cityside,Soearlywalkingvi
didIseeyourson.Hacia
TowardshimImade,buthewaswareofme,Y
Andstoleintothecovertofthemadera
wood.I,measuringhisaffectionsbymyown,Whichthen
más
mostsoughtwheremostmightnotbebuscaban
found,Beingonetoomanybymycansado
wearyself,Pursu’dmyhumour,notpursuingsus
his,Andgladlyshunn’dwhogladlyhuyó
fledfromme.MONTAGUE.
Manya
mañana
morninghathhetherebeenvisto
seen,Withtearsaugmentingthefresco
freshmorning’sdew,Addingtocloudsmás
morecloudswithhisdeepsighs;Pero
Butallsosoonastheall-cheeringsol
sunShouldinthefarthesteste
eastbegintodrawTheshadycurtainsfromAurora’scama
bed,Awayfromlightstealscasa
homemyheavyson,Andprivado
privateinhischamberpenshimself,Cierra
Shutsuphiswindows,locksfairdía
daylightoutAndmakeshimselfuna
anartificialnight.Blackandportentous
debe
mustthishumourprove,Unlessgoodcounselpueda
maythecauseremove.BENVOLIO.
My
noble
nobleuncle,doyouknowla
thecause?MONTAGUE.
Ineither
sé
knowitnorcanlearnofhim.BENVOLIO.
Ha
Haveyouimportun’dhimbyalguna
anymeans?MONTAGUE.
Bothbymyselfand
muchos
manyotherfriends;Buthe,his
propio
ownaffections’counsellor,Istohimself—Ies
willnotsayhowtrue—Pero
Buttohimselfsosecrety
andsoclose,Sofarfromsonar
soundinganddiscovery,Asisthebudbitwithun
anenviouswormErehepueda
canspreadhissweetleavestotheaire
air,Ordedicatehisbeautytothesol
sun.Couldwebutlearnfromwhencehissorrowscrecen
grow,Wewouldaswillinglydaríamos
givecureasknow.EnterRomeo.
BENVOLIO.
See,wherehe
viene
comes.Sopleaseyoustep
lado
aside;I’llknowhisgrievance
o
orbemuchdenied.MONTAGUE.
I
fueras
wouldthouwertsohappybythyestancia
stayToheartrueshrift.Venga
Come,madam,let’saway,.BENVOLIO.
Goodmorrow,
primo
cousin.ROMEO.
Isthedayso
joven
young?