“How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears.”
In this quote, Romeo is expressing the beauty and sweetness of hearing the words of lovers whispering to each other in the quiet of the night. He compares their words to the softest music that is soothing and delightful to anyone who hears it. Through this imagery, Shakespeare captures the allure and magic of love, emphasizing its ability to create a harmonious and enchanting atmosphere.
In Shakespeare's timeless play "Romeo and Juliet," the beauty of lovers' words is compared to the sweetest music. This imagery still holds true today, emphasizing the power of communication in relationships. In a world where technology often dominates interactions, the simplicity and sincerity of spoken words still hold the same magic as they did in Shakespeare's time.
In Shakespeare's play Romeo and Juliet, Romeo expresses the beauty of lovers' words at night as he listens to Juliet speak, comparing them to the sweetest music.
When you think of the sound of lovers' voices at night, what emotions or feelings come to mind for you?
Have you ever experienced a moment where the words spoken by a loved one felt like music to your ears? What was that experience like?
How important do you think communication and language are in romantic relationships? Can words really have a sweet, musical quality in the context of love?
“It is my soul that calls upon my name;How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night,like softest music to attending ears!-Romeo”
“Live, and be prosperous: and farewell, good fellow. Juliet! ...O my love! my wife! Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Thou art not conquered; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there. Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? O, what more favor can I do to thee, Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain To sunder his that was thine enemy? Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet, Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe That unsubstantial death is amorous, And that the lean abhorred monster keeps Thee here in dark to be his paramour? For fear of that, I still will stay with thee; And never from this palace of dim night Depart again: here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids...Eyes, look your last. Arms, take your last embrace. and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death... Here's to my love!...Thus with a kiss I die.”
“Tybalt, You Rat Catcher, Will you walk?”
“Black suits you," he commented."Don't get any ideas, Romeo."His frown curled into a slow grin, at once mocking and devastatingly handsome. "Ah, Shakespeare. 'How silver sweet lovers' tongues by night, like softest music to attending ears.'" He laughed. "Saw the movie, did you?""I also saw Buffy the Vampire Slayer," I said. "Guess which one I liked better.”
“stone walls cannot keep out love, then i will ie i don't care, i do not want to live without your love”
“I think that one of the benefits of optimism and idealism is that they lead you into things you would never have tried if you'd let yourself imagine how hard it was going to turn out to be.”