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Created with Fabric.js 1.4.5 8 Major Events Death Count Day 1: Romeo and Juliet meetDay 1: Balcony SceneDay 2: Romeo and Juliet marryDay 2: Mercutio's death (led to Tybalt's death)Day 2: Romeo is banished for killing TybaltDay 3: Juliet drinks the potionDay 4: Romeo kills ParisDay 4: Romeo and Juliet kill themselves Mercutio:She is the fairies' midwife, and she comesIn shape no bigger than an agate stoneOn the forefinger of an alderman,Drawn with a team of little atomiOver mens noses as they lie asleep.Her wagon spokes made of long spinners' legs,The cover of the wings of grasshoppers,Her traces of the smallest spiders web,Her collars of the moonshines watery beams,Her whip of crickets bone, the lash of film,Her wagoner a small gray-coated gnat,Not half so big as a round little wormPricked from the lazy finger of a maid.Her chariot is an empty hazelnutMade by the joiner squirrel or old grub,Time out o' mind the fairies' coachmakers.And in this state she gallops night by nightThrough lovers' brains, and then they dream of love;On courtiers' knees, that dream on curtsies straight;O'er lawyers' fingers, who straight dream on fees;O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream,Which oft the angry Mab with blisters plagues,Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are.Sometime she gallops o'er a courtiers nose,And then dreams he of smelling out a suit.And sometime comes she with a tithe-pigs tailTickling a parsons nose as he lies asleep,Then he dreams of another benefice.Sometime she driveth o'er a soldiers neck,And then dreams he of cutting foreign throats,Of breaches, ambuscadoes, Spanish blades,Of healths five fathom deep, and then anonDrums in his ear, at which he starts and wakes,And being thus frighted swears a prayer or twoAnd sleeps again. This is that very MabThat plaits the manes of horses in the nightAnd bakes the elflocks in foul sluttish hairs,Which once untangled, much misfortune bodes.This is the hag, when maids lie on their backs,That presses them and learns them first to bear,Making them women of good carriage.This is sheRomeo:There is thy gold, worse poison to mens souls,Doing more murder in this loathsome world,Than these poor compounds that thou mayst not sell.I sell thee poison. Thou hast sold me none.Farewell. Buy food, and get thyself in flesh.Come, cordial and not poison, go with meTo Juliets grave, for there must I use thee.Romeo:I do protest I never injured thee,But love thee better than thou canst devise,Till thou shalt know the reason of my love.And so, good Capuletwhich name I tenderAs dearly as my ownbe satisfied. Favorite Quotes 0 1 2 3 4 Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Day 4 + = + C M Romeo and Juliet Infographic
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