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Name: Kholodova Ann School year: a pupil of the tenth form School: secondary school N3, Petushki Favourite subjects: Literature and English Hobbies: reading love-stories The motto: “Where love is, all is” ABOUT MYSELF
W. Shakespeare But since she prick’d thee out for women’s pleasure, Mine be thy love’s use their treasure. She walks in beauty-like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes. George Gordon Byron I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful, a faery’s child: Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild. John Keats
BRITISH POETS William Shakespeare Thomas Campbell Robert Burns Robert Browning Samuel Butler John Keats George Gordon Byron Richard Brinsley Sheridan
Born: Baptised 26 April 1564 (birth date unknown) Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England Died: 23 April 1616 (aged 52) Stratford-upon-Avon, Warwickshire, England Occupation: Playwright, poet, actor Literary movement: English Renaissance theatre William Shakespeare
STRATFORD-UPON-AVON SHAKESPEARE’S HOUS
LONDON IN SHAKESPEARE’S TIME
THE RECONSTRACTED GLOBE THEATRE
SHAKESPEARE’S GRAVE THE HOLLY TRINITY CHURCH
Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, And the continuance of their parents' rage, Which, but their children's end, naught could remove, Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage; The which if you with patient ears attend, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.
ROMEO’S HOUSE IN VERONA
JULIET’S HOUSE IN VERONA
JULIET’S SARCOPHAGUS THE WALL OF SAN FRANCESCO OUTSIDE THE PRESUMENT SITE OF ROMEO’S BURIAL
Juliet. O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet. Juiet. 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy. Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name! What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd, Retain that dear perfection which he owes Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name; And for that name, which is no part of thee, Take all myself.
“For never was a story of more woe Than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”
“… Pity the world, or else this glutton be, To eat the world’s due, by the grave and thee.”
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