Archive for January, 2007


January 30, 2007

Romeo and Juliet [1.3.77-78]. Capulet. “Verona’s summer hath not such a flower.” Nurse. “Nay, he’s a flower, in faith — a very flower.”



January 30, 2007

Romeo and Juliet [1.3.24-32]. Nurse.. “And she was weaned (I never shall forget it),/ Of all the days of the year, upon that day;/ For I had then laid wormwood to my dug,/ Sitting in the sun under the dovehouse wall./ My Lord and you were then at Mantua./ Nay, I do bear a brain. But, as I said,/ When it did taste the wormwood on the nipple/ Of my dug and felt it bitter, pretty fool,/ To see it tetchy and fall out with the dug!” The noun ‘dug‘.


January 30, 2007

Romeo and Juliet [1.2.26-30]. Capulet. “When well-appareled April on the heel/ Of limping Winter treads, even such delight/ Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night/ Inherit at my house.”

Envious Worm

January 30, 2007

Romeo and Juliet [1.1.150-156]. Montague. “But he, his own affections’ counselor,/ Is to himself –I will not say how true–/ But to himself so secret and so close,/ So far from sounding and discovery,/ As is the bud bit with an envious worm/ Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air/ Or dedicate his beauty to the sun.”

Sycamore Maple

January 30, 2007

Romeo and Juliet [1.1.121-126], Benvolio. “Madam, an hour before the worshiped sun/ Peered forth the golden window of the East,/ A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad;/ Where, underneath the grove of sycamore/ That westard rooteth from this city side,/ So early walking did I see your son.”