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1. carperpetuation (kar’ pur pet u a shun) n. the act, when vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at least 12 times, reaching over and picking it up, examining it, then putting it back down to give the vacuum 1 more chance
2. disconfect (dis kon fekt’) v. to sterilize the candy you dropped on the floor by blowing on it, somehow assuming this will ‘remove’ all the germs
3. elbonics (el bon’ iks) n. the actions of 2 people maneuvering for 1 armrest in a movie theatre
4. elecelleration (el a cel er ay’ shun) n. the mistaken notion that the more you press an elevator button the faster it will arrive
5. frust (frust) n. the small line of debris that refuses to be swept onto the dust pan. Finally the person gives up and sweeps it under the rug
6. lactomangulation (lak’ to man gyu lay’ shun) n. manhandling the ‘open here’ spout on a milk container so badly that 1 has to resort to the ‘illegal’ side
7. peppier (peh pee ay’) n. the waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper
8. phoneesia (fo nee’ zhuh) n. the affliction of dialing a phone number and forgetting whom you were calling just as the answer
9. pupkus (pup’ kus) n. the moist residue left on a window after a dog presses its nose to it
10. telecrastination (tel e kras tin ay’ shun) n. the act of always letting the phone ring at least twice before you pick it up, even when your only 6 inches away
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can i get the meaning of the meaning of these quotes and who is speaking to who?
ACT ONE
1.Tell me, briefly, can you accept Paris as a lover?
2.I will look at him with the intention of liking him, if looking can make me like him, but I won’t look any further than you wish me to look.
3.Is love a tender thing? It’s too rough, too rude, too rowdy, and it pricks like a thorn.
4.If love is rough with you, be rough with love. If love pricks you, prick it back, and you’ll beat love down.
5.Oh, I see that the fairy, Queen Mab, has been with you. She delivers babies for the fairies, and she is no bigger than an agate for a ring on the forefinger of a magistrate.
6.Uncle, that man is a Montague, our enemy. He’s a villain who has come in hatred to mock our banquet tonight.
7.O, then, dear saint, let lips touch as hands do. Lips pray, you know, so faith won’t turn to despair.
8.You kiss as though you researched the subject.
9.My only love springs from my only hate!
ACT TWO
10.But wait! What light is coming from that window? It is the eastern light and Juliet is the sun. Rise up, beautiful sun, and make the jealous moon invisible.
11.Reject your father and refuse his name. Or if you will not, just swear to be my love, and I will no longer be a Capulet.
12.If I have to use a name, I don’t’ know how to tell you who I am. My name, dear saint, is hateful to me because it’s the name of your enemy.
13.O, don’t swear by the moon, the fickle moon that changes monthly in her circular orbit, for feat that your love should prove equally changeable.
14.Will you leave me so unsatisfied?
15.Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I could say goodnight through tomorrow.
16. Violent passions have violent ends
ACT THREE
17. I protest, I’ve never harmed you. I love you more than you can understand until you know the reason for my love.
18. I’m wounded! A curse on both your houses! I’m mortally wounded.
19. O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead! His noble soul has climbed to the clouds. He was too young to leave the earth.
20. Alas, he’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! We’re ruined, lady, we’re ruined!
21. Tybalt is dead and Romeo is banished. Romeo killed Tybalt and he is banished.
22. My lord, I wish Thursday were tomorrow.
23. Are you gone? My love, my lord, my husband, and my friend? I must hear from you every hour of the day, for just one minute will be like many days.
24. I think I see you, as you are now, but like a dead person in the bottom of a tomb.
25. I’ll never be satisfied with Romeo until I see him – dead – is my poor heart, so upset am I about my cousin’s death.
26. Hang you, you minx! You disobedient wretch! I’ll tell you now: go to the church on Thursday or never look on my face again.
ACT FOUR
27. How happy I am to see you, my lady and my wife.
28. What must be shall be.
29. Love ill give me strength, and strength will help me through. Goodbye, dear father.
30. Look! I think I see my cousin’s ghost looking for Romeo who stabbed him with a rapier. Stay there, Tybalt! Romeo, I’m coming. I drink to you!
31. Alas! Help! Help! My lady is dead!
ACT FIVE
32. Dead man, lie there, buried by a dead man.
33. Here’s to my love! O faithful pharmacist! Your drugs are quick. With this kiss, I die.
34. O comforting friar, where is my lord? I remember quite well where I am supposed to be, and here I am. But where is my Romeo?
35. Noise! Then I’ll be brief. What luck – a dagger! This is your holder. Rest there and let me die.
36. There never was a story of more sorrow than this one of Juliet and her Romeo.
Can i get what these quotes mean and whom is speaking to who?
ACT ONE
1.Tell me, briefly, can you accept Paris as a lover?
2.I will look at him with the intention of liking him, if looking can make me like him, but I won’t look any further than you wish me to look.
3.Is love a tender thing? It’s too rough, too rude, too rowdy, and it pricks like a thorn.
4.If love is rough with you, be rough with love. If love pricks you, prick it back, and you’ll beat love down.
5.Oh, I see that the fairy, Queen Mab, has been with you. She delivers babies for the fairies, and she is no bigger than an agate for a ring on the forefinger of a magistrate.
6.Uncle, that man is a Montague, our enemy. He’s a villain who has come in hatred to mock our banquet tonight.
7.O, then, dear saint, let lips touch as hands do. Lips pray, you know, so faith won’t turn to despair.
8.You kiss as though you researched the subject.
9.My only love springs from my only hate!
ACT TWO
10.But wait! What light is coming from that window? It is the eastern light and Juliet is the sun. Rise up, beautiful sun, and make the jealous moon invisible.
11.Reject your father and refuse his name. Or if you will not, just swear to be my love, and I will no longer be a Capulet.
12.If I have to use a name, I don’t’ know how to tell you who I am. My name, dear saint, is hateful to me because it’s the name of your enemy.
13.O, don’t swear by the moon, the fickle moon that changes monthly in her circular orbit, for feat that your love should prove equally changeable.
14.Will you leave me so unsatisfied?
15.Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow that I could say goodnight through tomorrow.
16. Violent passions have violent ends
ACT THREE
17. I protest, I’ve never harmed you. I love you more than you can understand until you know the reason for my love.
18. I’m wounded! A curse on both your houses! I’m mortally wounded.
19. O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead! His noble soul has climbed to the clouds. He was too young to leave the earth.
20. Alas, he’s dead, he’s dead, he’s dead! We’re ruined, lady, we’re ruined!
21. Tybalt is dead and Romeo is banished. Romeo killed Tybalt and he is banished.
22. My lord, I wish Thursday were tomorrow.
23. Are you gone? My love, my lord, my husband, and my friend? I must hear from you every hour of the day, for just one minute will be like many days.
24. I think I see you, as you are now, but like a dead person in the bottom of a tomb.
25. I’ll never be satisfied with Romeo until I see him – dead – is my poor heart, so upset am I about my cousin’s death.
26. Hang you, you minx! You disobedient wretch! I’ll tell you now: go to the church on Thursday or never look on my face again.
ACT FOUR
27. How happy I am to see you, my lady and my wife.
28. What must be shall be.
29. Love ill give me strength, and strength will help me through. Goodbye, dear father.
30. Look! I think I see my cousin’s ghost looking for Romeo who stabbed him with a rapier. Stay there, Tybalt! Romeo, I’m coming. I drink to you!
31. Alas! Help! Help! My lady is dead!
ACT FIVE
32. Dead man, lie there, buried by a dead man.
33. Here’s to my love! O faithful pharmacist! Your drugs are quick. With this kiss, I die.
34. O comforting friar, where is my lord? I remember quite well where I am supposed to be, and here I am. But where is my Romeo?
35. Noise! Then I’ll be brief. What luck – a dagger! This is your holder. Rest there and let me die.
36. There never was a story of more sorrow than this one of Juliet and her Romeo.
