W. Shakespeare: Comedy Romance Tragedy – Globe Theatre

Opening
As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion
I pray thee Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry
Why cousin, why Rosalind; Cupid have mercy, not a word?
Now my co-mates and brothers in exile
Can it be possible that no man saw them?
Who’s there? O my sweet master
O Jupiter, how weary are thy spirits
Under the greenwood tree
Dear master, I can go no further
I think he be transform’d into a beast
Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be
Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love
Come apace, good Audrey
Never talk to me; I will weep
Phebe, sweet Phebe, do not scorn me
I prithee, pretty youth, let me be better acquainted with thee
My errand is to you, fair youth
We shall find a time, Audrey; patience, gentle Audrey
Is’it possible that on so little acquaintance you should like her?
I do remember in this shepherd boy
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Opening
Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives
Boy, what sign is it when a man of great spirit grows melancholy?
Now, madam, summon up your dearest spirits
Warble child, make passionate my sense of hearing
Was that the king that spurred his horse so hard
Very reverend sport, truly, and done in the testimony of a good conscience
The King he is hunting the deer, I am coursing myself
Satis quid sufficit
Sweet hearts, we shall be rich ere we depart
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Opening
Two households, both alike in dignity
Gregory, on my word, I’ll carry no coals
But Montague is bound as well as I
Nurse, where’s my daughter? Call her forth to me
What, shall this speech be spoke for our excuse?
Where’s Potpan that he helps not to take away
Can I go forward, when my heart is here?
He jests at scars that never felt a wound
The gray-ey’d morn smiles on the frowning night
Where the devil should this Romeo be?
The clock struck nine when I did send the nurse
So smile the heavens upon this holy act
I pray thee, good Mercutio, let’s retire
Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds
Romeo, come forth, come forth, thou fearful man
Things have fall’n out, sir, so unluckily
Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day
On Thursday, sir? The time is very short
So many guests invite as here are writ
Come, come, what need you anything else?
That’s well said. Hold, take these keys
Mistress, what mistress! Juliet! Fast, I warrant her, she
If I may trust the flattering truth of sleep
Holy Franciscan friar, brother, ho?
Give me thy torch, boy, hence and stand aloof
Music and dancing
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Reference: 0007175BD
Barcode: 0809478071754
Length: 8:04:26
Label: Opus Arte