Juliet: Wilt thou be gone? it is not yet near day:
It was the nightingale, and not the lark,
That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear;
Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate-tree:
Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Romeo: It was the lark, the herald of the morn,
No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks
Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east.
Night‘s candles are burnt out, and jocund day
Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops.
I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Juliet: Yon light is not daylight, I know it, I:
It is some meteor that the sun exhal‘d,
To be to thee this night a torch-bearer,
And light thee on thy way to Mantua.
Therefore stay yet; thou need‘st not to be gone.
Romeo: Let me be ta‘en, let me be put to death;
I am content, so thou wilt have it so.
I‘ll say yon grey is not the morning‘s eye,
‘Tis but the pale reflex of Cynthia‘s brow;
Nor that is not the lark, whose notes do beat
The vaulty heaven so high above our heads.
I have more care to stay than will to go:
Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.
How is‘t, my soul? let‘s talk; it is not day.
Juliet: It is, it is: hie hence, be gone, away!
It is the lark that sings so out of tune,
Straining harsh discords and unpleasing sharps.
Some say the lark makes sweet division;
This doth not so, for she divideth us.
Some say the lark and loathed toad change eyes,
O, now I would they had changed voices too!
Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray,
Hunting thee hence with hunt‘s-up to the day.
O, now be gone; more light and light it grows.
Romeo: More light and light; more dark and dark our woes!
line from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare
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Romeo Loves Juliet
Sitting on the balcony sipping on her herbal tea
Thats juliet, juliet
Talking on her mobile phone doesnt like to be alone
Thats juliet, juliet
And if she wont hang up or put down that cup
Hows that girl ever gonna know
That romeo, romeo loves juliet
Romeo, romeo loves juliet
Wishing her life away nothing left for me to say
About juliet, juliet
I dont wanna know let the poison steel the show
For juliet, juliet
And if she cant see the wood for the trees
Hows that girl ever gonna know
That romeo, romeo loves juliet
Romeo, romeo loves juliet
Love keeps no time but life slips through your fingers
Love has no design but its memory lingers
Romeo, romeo loves juliet
Romeo, romeo loves juliet
Romeo, romeo loves juliet
Romeo, romeo, romeo loves juliet
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Romeo Vs Juliet
Romeo: I'm searching for another woman
Juliet : You think I'm innocent young girl
Romeo: In my enemy's house party
Juliet : Why are you looking love when there's only hatred?
Romeo: You are rose that has many thorns
Juliet : I know you are under my balcony
Romeo: So I say I will throw my name
Juliet : Am I that fool to believe sweet words?
Romeo: We swear love when there's only hatred
Juliet : I lost my cousin for your tragic friend
Romeo: They are too honest and brave to follow our game
Juliet : You leave me with another spoiled boy
Romeo: There's not other ways besides runaway
Juliet : For whom this trick I must play now?
Romeo: You don't tell me before I drink my poison
Juliet : You don't tell me before I stab my heart
Romeo & Juliet: Could this pain be love when there's only hatred?
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Bird Raptures
The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,
The moonrise wakes the nightingale.
Come darkness, moonrise, everything
That is so silent, sweet, and pale,
Come, so ye wake the nightingale.
Make haste to mount, thou wistful moon,
Make haste to wake the nightingale:
Let silence set the world in tune
To hearken to that wordless tale
Which warbles from the nightingale.
O herald skylark, stay thy flight
One moment, for a nightingale
Floods us with sorrow and delight.
To-morrow thou shalt hoist the sail;
Leave us tonight the nightingale.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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The Knight's Return
Hark! hark! hark!
The lark sings high in the dark.
The were wolves mutter, the night hawks moan,
The raven croaks from the Raven-stone;
What care I for his boding groan,
Riding the moorland to come to mine own?
Hark! hark! hark!
The lark sings high in the dark.
Hark! hark! hark!
The lark sings high in the dark.
Long have I wander'd by land and by sea,
Long have I ridden by moorland and lea;
Yonder she sits with my babe on her knee,
Sits at the window and watches for me!
Hark! hark! hark!
The lark sings high in the dark.
Written for music, 1857.
poem by Charles Kingsley
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Joan and Romeo's Juliet
Once upon a time,
There was a Romeo and a Juliet
But Juliet was really Joan
who left Romeo to lead the captives to victory
Then captured and put on trial for heresy
After judgment was rendered, but before being burned at the stake,
a peasant girl loosened Joan's chains and won her heart
They Escaped to France to
live happily ever after in eachother's arms
Romeo got elected to congress
And as he rose in power,
He set out to win back Juliet
Only to find that his efforts were in vain
So on one very dark day,
He stole Juliet's lover away…
Joan offered ransom for her lover
Romeo gave a counter-offer
And in France at sunset
Romeo and Joan met
Over coffee
To negotiate the heart of Romeo's discontent
An offer to let Joan's lover go
In exchange for Joan to return as Juliet
And it was so
That her lover was let go...
But empty beds do lie a lover's soul
That cannot bear to take in the sunlight all alone
And so it was, that Joan's lover died of a broken heart
After coming home to find a note
'Had to return to Romeo. Love Joan xoxo'
Upon hearing her lover's fate
Joan, a version of her former Juliet self,
Took upon her lips a mix of poisons sure to set Joan free
From the Juliet of her Romeo
To live in heaven with her lover happily
Soon after, Romeo returned, anticipating a Juliet open and waiting
But saw instead that death had taken hold
Realizing too late - that Juliet was always Joan
And Romeo, who swore he would live with no other,
that he could never recover...indefinitely,
the very next day,
married his press secretary
The end
poem by God Diaries
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But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
William Shakespeare in Romeo and Juliet
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Not Romeo, Not Juliette
This is story about a boy and girl
Trying find a life in the big world
Somehow they're together
There ain't much to the mystery
Misery loves company
She just waves her hand and says whatever
Well this ain't love this ain't love this ain't love at all
And he says...
We're not Romeo we're not Juliet
How long does it take to fill this emptyness
We're just two lost souls and baby we got no regrets
We don't wanna say bye-bye
Babe it's just you and I
We're not Romeo we're not Juliet
He ain't pretty with his hard old heart
Second generation immigrant scars
And he knows that this ain't heaven - no
She's all skinny like a cigarette
And he's the only thing - the only thing that she respects
And he's trying to make it better
This ain't love this ain't love this ain't love at all
And she says...
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
You'd thought you'd seen it all - but you ain't seen nothin' yet
We're just two lost souls and baby we got no regrets
Now it's just you and I
We're nothin' unless we try
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
It has feel right but it never does
It has to be perfect but it never is
You wanna be sure but you never do
We're not Romeo or Juliet - it's just me and you
Ya it's just you and I
We're nothin' unless we try - oh no
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
No we're not - that's a fact
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Not Romeo Not Juliet
This is story about a boy and girl
Trying find a life in the big world
Somehow they're together
There ain't much to the mystery
Misery loves company
She just waves her hand and says whatever
Well this ain't love this ain't love this ain't love at all
And he says...
We're not Romeo we're not Juliet
Hw long does it take to fill this emptyness
We're just two lost souls and baby we got no regrets
We don't wanna say bye-bye
Babe it's just you and I
We're not Romeo we're not Juliet
He ain't pretty with his hard old heart
Second generation immigrant scars
And he knows that this ain't heaven - no
She's all skinny like a cigarette
And he's the only thing - the only thing that she respects
And he's trying to make it better
This ain't love this ain't love this ain't love at all
And she says...
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
You'd thought you'd seen it all - but you ain't seen nothin' yet
We're just two lost souls and baby we got no regrets
Now it's just you and I
We're nothin' unless we try
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
It has feel right but it never does
It has to be perfect but it never is
You wanna be sure but you never do
We're not Romeo or Juliet - it's just me and you
Ya it's just you and I
We're nothin' unless we try - oh no
We're not Romeo - not Juliet
No we're not - that's a fact
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Shakespeare's Sister
Chidinma, she's Shakespeare's sister
For she also has the beauty of Juliet.
She shines more than a rising star
Gave light to my dark;
And brought love back to my heart.
Wonder if I could beat Paris in a duel,
And give her a ride to the sky,
Fairy creatures on our every side.
Romeo was too impatient,
Suicidal was no option for Juliet,
And the families now they are reconciled
Too late did they realised there's nothing
to be gained from the fight.
Let us kill the feud early enough,
And allow our children live happilly in love,
For Romeo was too impatient
And suicidal was no option for Juliet.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Hey Juliet
[Intro]
Hey Juliet
Hey Juliet
Hey I've been watchin' you
Every little thing you do
Everytime I see you pass in my home-room class
Makes my heart beat fast
I've tried to page you twice
But I see you roll your eyes
Wish I could make you reel
But your lips are sealed
That ain't no big deal
Cuz I know you really want me
I hear your friends talk about me
So why you tryin' to do without me
When you got me
Where you want me?
Chorus:
Hey Juliet
I think you're fine
You really blow my mind
Maybe someday
You and me can run away
I just want you to know
I wanna be your Romeo
Hey Juliet
Hey Juliet
Hey Juliet
Girl you got me on my knees
Beggin' please
song performed by by LMNT from All Sides
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O Nightingale My Heart
O Nightingale my heart
How sad thou art!
How heavy is thy wing,
Desperately whirrëd that thy throat may fling
Song to the tingling silences remote!
Thine eye whose ruddy spark
Burned fiery of late,
How dead and dark!
Why so soon didst thou sing,
And with such turbulence of love and hate?
Learn that there is no singing yet can bring
The expected dawn more near;
And thou art spent already, though the night
Scarce has begun;
What voice, what eyes wilt thou have for the light
When the light shall appear,
And O what wings to bear thee t'ward the Sun?
poem by Robert Nichols
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The Child's Last Sleep
Thou sleepest but when wilt thou wake, fair child?
When the fawn awakes in the forest wild?
When the lark's wing mounts with the breeze of morn?
When the first rich breath of the rose is born?
Lovely thou sleepest, yet something lies
Too deep and still on thy soft-seal'd eyes,
Mournful, tho' sweet, is thy rest to see
When will the hour of thy rising be?
Not when the fawn wakes, not when the lark
On the crimson cloud of the morn floats dark
Grief with vain passionate tears hath wet
The hair, shedding gleams from thy pale brow yet;
Love with sad kisses, unfelt, hath press'd
Thy meek dropt eyelids and quiet breast;
And the glad spring, calling out bird and bee,
Shall colour all blossoms, fair child! but thee.
Thou'rt gone from us, bright one! that thou shouldst die,
And life be left to the butterfly!
Thou'rt gone, as a dew-drop is swept from the bough
Oh! for the world where thy home is now!
How may we love but in doubt and fear,
How may we anchor our fond hearts here;
How should e'en joy but a trembler be,
Beautiful dust! when we look on thee?
poem by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
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Romeo
A cross between a movie star
And a hero in a book
Romeo comes struttin in
And everybody looks
cause hes just got that special thang
That everybody needs
And everybody wants him
But not as bad as me
Hey, romeo, where art thou
Get out here on the floor
I want to dance you darlin
til you forget wherefore
Lets two step to a new step
Well keep it all in line
And well call this the romeo
cause youre so mighty fine
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, romeo come dance with me
That sexy little body
Beats all Ive ever seen
I aint never seen a cowboy
Look that good in jeans
My temperature keeps risin
Every time we meet
I may not be in love
But let me tell you
Im in heat
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, I just know Ill get you yet
Romeo, romeo, I want to be your juliet
So step it high, step it low
Step it out and in
Step to the side and let it slide
Then steppin up again
Step on toes, it all goes
Steppin as you please
But Im one step away from love
So dont step out on me
Chorus:
Romeo, romeo, romeo with the magic feet
So step it high, step it low
Step it out and in
Step to the side and let it slide
Then steppin up again
Step on toes, it all goes
Steppin as you please
But Im one step away from love
So dont step out on me
Tag:
Romeo, romeo
I just know Ill get you yet
Romeo, romeo
Wont you be my juliet
Romeo, romeo
Romeo, romeo
Fade & repeat
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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To His Mistress
Why dost thou shade thy lovely face? O why
Does that eclipsing hand of thine deny
The sunshine of the Sun's enlivening eye?
Without thy light what light remains in me?
Thou art my life; my way, my light's in thee;
I live, I move, and by thy beams I see.
Thou art my life-if thou but turn away
My life's a thousand deaths. Thou art my way-
Without.thee, Love, I travel not but stray.
My light thou art-without thy glorious sight
My eyes are darken'd with eternal night.
My Love, thou art my way, my life, my light.
Thou art my way; I wander if thou fly.
Thou art my light; if hid, how blind am I!
Thou art my life; if thou withdraw'st, I die.
My eyes are dark and blind, I cannot see:
To whom or whither should my darkness flee,
But to that light?-and who's that light but thee?
If I have lost my path, dear lover, say,
Shall I still wander in a doubtful way?
Love, shall a lamb of Israel's sheepfold stray?
My path is lost, my wandering steps do stray;
I cannot go, nor can I safely stay;
Whom should I seek but thee, my path, my way?
And yet thou turn'st thy face away and fly'st me!
And yet I sue for grace and thou deny'st me!
Speak, art thou angry, Love, or only try'st me?
Thou art the pilgrim's path, the blind man's eye,
The dead man's life. On thee my hopes rely:
If I but them remove, I surely die.
Dissolve thy sunbeams, close thy wings and stay!
See, see how I am blind, and dead, and stray!
-O thou art my life, my light, my way!
Then work thy will! If passion bid me flee,
My reason shall obey, my wings shall be
Stretch'd out no farther than from me to thee!
poem by Lord John Wilmot
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False Poets And True (To Wordsworth)
Look how the lark soars upward and is gone,
Turning a spirit as he nears the sky!
His voice is heard, but body there is none
To fix the vague excursions of the eye.
So, poets' songs are with us, tho' they die
Obscured, and hid by death's oblivious shroud,
And Earth inherits the rich melody
Like raining music from the morning cloud.
Yet, few there be who pipe so sweet and loud
Their voices reach us through the lapse of space:
The noisy day is deafen'd by a crowd
Of undistinguished birds, a twittering race;
But only lark and nightingale forlorn
Fill up the silences of night and morn.
poem by Thomas Hood
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To a Sky-Lark
Up with me! up with me into the clouds!
For thy song, Lark, is strong;
Up with me, up with me into the clouds!
Singing, singing,
With clouds and sky about thee ringing,
Lift me, guide me till I find
That spot which seems so to thy mind!
I have walked through wildernesses dreary
And to-day my heart is weary;
Had I now the wings of a Faery,
Up to thee would I fly.
There is madness about thee, and joy divine
In that song of thine;
Lift me, guide me high and high
To thy banqueting-place in the sky.
Joyous as morning
Thou art laughing and scorning;
Thou hast a nest for thy love and thy rest,
And, though little troubled with sloth,
Drunken Lark! thou would'st be loth
To be such a traveller as I.
Happy, happy Liver,
With a soul as strong as a mountain river
Pouring out praise to the Almighty Giver,
Joy and jollity be with us both!
Alas! my journey, rugged and uneven,
Through prickly moors or dusty ways must wind;
But hearing thee, or others of thy kind,
As full of gladness and as free of heaven,
I, with my fate contented, will plod on,
And hope for higher raptures, when life's day is done.
poem by William Wordsworth
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Romeo and Juliet
I don't want to be like Romeo
You don't need to be like Juliet
Baby I want to be a hero
You should have the very same mindset
No No No
I don't want to be like Romeo
I restate
You don't need to be like Juliet
People will watch in the video
I am much better than Romeo
Since if I had to flee
I would take you with me
People will think you are great
You don't need to be like Juliet
Since if we would marry
You should have lived with me
poem by Asif Andalib
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Juliet: Give me my Romeo. And when I shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
line from Romeo and Juliet, Act III, Scene 2 by William Shakespeare (1597)
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Life By Birds
At her birth, the morning lark
fan-tailed light and thrushed through dark.
As she grew, the sparrow's song
lofted high. Her life flew long.
In her descent the crows would caw
and dimly raven shapes she saw.
The shroud then loomed, downy pale,
wings swept in, Death, the nightingale.
poem by Glenn Bagshaw
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Hast Thou Forgotten Me?
HAST thou forgotten me? the days are dark—
Light ebbs from heaven, and songless soars the lark—
Vexed like my heart, loud moans the unquiet sea—
Hast thou forgotten me?
Hast thou forgotten me? O dead delight
Whose dreams and memories torture me to-night—
O love—my life! O sweet—so fair to see—
Hast thou forgotten me?
Hast thou forgotten? Lo, if one should say—
Noontide were night, or night were flaming day—
Grief blinds mine eyes, I know not which it be!
Hast thou forgotten me?
Hast thou forgotten? Ah, if Death should come,
Close my sad eyes, and charm my song-bird dumb—
Tired of strange woes—my fate were hailed with glee—
Hast thou forgotten me?
Hast thou forgotten me? What joy have I?
A dim blown bird beneath an alien sky,—
O that on mighty pinions I could flee—
Hast thou forgotten me?
Hast thou forgotten? Yea, Love’s horoscope
Is blurred with tears and suffering beyond Hope—
Ah, like dead leaves forsaken of the tree,
Thou hast forgotten me.
poem by Philip Joseph Holdsworth
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