The Nurse:
Shame come to Romeo!
Juliet:
[scurrying to her feet]
Blistered be thy tongue for such a wish! He was not born for shame! Upon his brow shame is ashamed to sit!
The Nurse:
Would you speak well of him that killed your cousin?
Juliet:
Should I speak ill of him that is my husband?
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:03