Romeo! Check this one out. 195. Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, No reckoning made, but sent to my account. Jeffrey Linton Osborne (born March 9, 1948) is an American funk and R\u0026B musician, songwriter, lyricist, and former lead singer of the band, L.T.D.Osborne was born in Providence, Rhode Island. No. But soft! The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, Would through the airy region stream so bright. Thank you for your patience. Look how she leans her cheek against her hand. Listen, listen, oh, listen! I probably should have acted more standoffish, I confess, but you overheard me talking about my passion for you before I knew you were there. He said, Remember me. Ive sworn I would. But theres nothing that can hurt or move thee, Never to speak of this that you have heard. The freely happily ranges the gentle Willie gazelles and in the distance Ganges flows on now hears them well and in the distance Ganges flows on now hear them well. And with a silken thread plucks it back again. Wherefore art thou Romeo? Beautiful girl, Ill be neither of those things, if you dislike them. And dream our blissful dream. O gentle Romeo, If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully. Dort liegt ein rotblhender Garten Brief let me be. You go wherever your business takes yousince every man has some business to take care of, whatever it is. All my fortunes Ill lay at your feet and follow you, my lord, all over the world. PRINCEWhere are the vile beginners of this fray? Oh, curse the fact that Im the one who has to set things right! He jests at scars that never felt a wound. And still your fingers on your lips, I pray. Oh, noble Romeo, if you really love me, say it in truth. A garden I know of roses By moonlight silvered o'er And on the lake reposes A balmy lotus flower. I come, anon.But if thou meanst not well. Yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise. Whats Montague? Good night! While there, in its freedom, wandersThe timid, gentle gazelle,While, in the distance, murmursThe flowing stream's soft spell. But now I wish I could take that promise back to give it again. O cousin! Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen. How did you use the result to determine who walked fastest and slowest? There the brightest of flowers are blooming, blooming sweet . Therefore your relatives cant stop me. My ears have not yet drunk a hundred wordsOf that tongues uttering, yet I know the sound. But I would pet you so much it would kill you. O earth! I am sped.Is he gone and hath nothing? The more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. Benvolio, who doesn't want a scene, warns the guys not to fight in public. What satisfaction canst thou have tonight? Now, Hamlet, listen. If they do see thee they will murder thee. ROMEOThis days black fate on more days doth depend.This but begins the woe others must end. With his evil wit and traitorous giftsoh wicked wit and gifts, that have the power to seduce!he convinced my seemingly virtuous queen to give in to his lust. He's dying. Keep beating, my heart, and muscles, dont grow suddenly oldhold me upright. Ill send the messenger tomorrow. Villain am I none 60 Therefore farewell. Und Liebe und Ruhe trinken, that there is, Horatio. That I shall say good night till it be morrow. Where are you leading me? Fain, fain deny What I have spoke. That birds would sing and think it were not night. She speaks, yet she says nothing. He even draws his sword in order to try to beat their swords down. A crucial scene, which marks the transformation of the play from comedy with tragic elements into full-fledged tragedy. Youre everywhere, huh? Come over here, gentlemen, and rest your hands once more on my sword. 120 And this shall free thee from this present shame, If no inconstant toy nor womanish fear. Id give the world to make sure they do not see you here. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, Retain that dear perfection which he owes, And for that name, which is no part of thee. Please dont swear by the moon, the unreliable moon, which changes its position in the sky each month. O, be some other name! Everything is wrong these days. [To himself] Should I listen longer, or respond now to these words? Dont be her maid, since shes jealous. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio. How say you, then? Thats right, old mole. And if you dont love me, then let them find me. Oh, change your name! 30And yet thou wilt tutor me from quarreling? The thing we call a rose would smell as sweet even if we called it by some other name. And the high place Ill bring down. I want to force you to go. Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And Ill no longer be a Capulet. Though with trials deep and sore Ill prove thee, I would have thee gone. Felix Mendelssohn set it to music as the second of his "six songs for voice and piano" (Opus 34-2, 1834). Oh, it is my love. Oh, that she knew she were! laughs when lovers lie. But to be frank, and give it thee again. Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts, O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power. If I werent forbidden to tell you the secrets of purgatory, I could tell you stories that would cut up your soul, freeze your blood, make your eyes bulge from their sockets, and your hair stand on end like the quills of a frightened porcupine. Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden, Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be. But this most foul, strange and unnatural. It is a thousand times worse to leave you. Shes talking, but isnt saying anything. He was stabbed under Romeo's arm, meaning that neither Mercutio or Tybalt could really see what they were doing thanks to Romeo. Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. He has five brothers and six sisters, some of whom went on to have music careers (his brother Billy was an L.T.D. Will watch thy waking, and that very night. Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their. Brief let me be. [He calls out from under the stage] Swear! On Wings of Song ("Auf Flgeln des Gesnges") (Heinrich Heine/Felix Mendelssohn, Op. Are you down there, my trusty fellow? (Hymn #261) Words: Alexander Means, Music: William Walker What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul, what wondrous love is this, O my soul! ], [Found here, but no translator is named.]. Im sorry they offend you, heartily.Yes faith, heartily. You noble youth, know that the snake that killed your father is now wearing his crown. I was sent to death with all my sins still on my head. What are the disadvantages of shielding a thermometer? Wheres my notebook? Answers is the place to go to get the answers you need and to ask the questions you want Dont pity me. But wait. That which we call a rose By any other word would smell as sweet. I hear a noise from inside. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it. MERCUTIO Thou art like one of these fellows that, when 5he enters the confines of a tavern, claps me hissword upon the table and says God send me noneed of thee and, by the operation of the secondcup, draws him on the drawer when indeed there isno need. Keep beating, my heart, and muscles, dont grow suddenly oldhold me upright. And the high place Ill bring down. Art thou there, truepenny? Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. As for this ghost, hes an honest one, Ill tell you that. I probably should have acted more standoffish, I confess, but you overheard me talking about my passion for you before I knew you were there. If her eyes were in the sky and the stars were in her head the brightness of her cheeks would overwhelm the stars, just as daylight outshines a lamp. Fain would I dwell on form. EDGAR Bear free and patient thoughts. [1] Osborne started his music career in 1970 with a band called Love Men Ltd., who would later become known as L.T.D. Murder most foul, as in the best it is.But this most foul, strange and unnatural. Ill forget that I have any other home but here. Hist! [TO HORATIO and MARCELLUS] Lets move once more, my friends. Thy purpose marriage, send me word tomorrow. [Aside] She speaks. ROMEOCourage, man, the hurt cannot be much. " On Wings of Song " (German: "Auf Flgeln des Gesanges") is a poem by the German Romantic poet Heinrich Heine. Her eye in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. And not impute this yielding to light love. Away to the fields of the Ganges, the Wedding March is purely orchestral without choir. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me. So welcome it like a stranger. If you just look at me with love, their hatred would not be able to touch me. Good night, good night! I know thou wilt say ay, And I will take thy word. Thus was I, sleeping, by a brothers hand Of life, of crown, of queen at once dispatched, Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhouseled, disappointed, unaneled. As sweet repose and rest Come to thy heart as that within my breast. 190. Arent you Romeo, the Montague? Love, which spurred me to come and find you. My generosity to you is as endless as the sea, my love as deep as the sea. Lady Capulet still wants Romeo's head, but the Prince isn't sure more bloodshed is what's needed here. I broke instantly into a rash that covered my smooth body with a revolting crust. They fight. And for the day confined to fast in fires, Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word. I dont know how to tell you who I am by using a name. Where great Ganges' waters play. Well, dont swear. But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery. Es hpfen herbei und lauschen Stuck as I am in my familys house, I have to be quiet. Remember you? List, list, O, list! I will not fail. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon. With loves light wings did I oerperch these walls. Than twenty of their swords. Ihr trautes Schwesterlein. MERCUTIOBut Ill be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery.Marry, go before to field, hell be your follower.Your Worship in that sense may call him man. 60. Oh, noble Romeo, if you really love me, say it in truth. Romeo, take off your namewhich really has no connection to who you areand take all of me instead. But your swears may turn out to be false. A thousand times the worse to want thy light. Both are infinite. I see thou knowest me not. Yet if thou swearst. But as for your desire to know what happened between us, control yourself and dont ask. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combind locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fearful porpentine. Refine any search. There a sweet garden I will make thee where Ganges' deep waters flow. I flew over these walls on the wings of love. Haste me to know t, that I, with wings as swiftAs meditation or the thoughts of love,May sweep to my revenge. Art thou not Romeo, and a Montague? That roots itself in ease on Lethe wharf. But wait! Nay, that's not so. Its too much like lightning, which disappears before you can even say, its lightning.. Thou wilt quarrel with a man for cracking 20nuts, having no other reason but because thouhast hazel eyes. Ive forgotten why I called you back. The violets giggle and caress, Its not a hand, foot, arm, face, or any other body part. At what time tomorrow should I send the messenger to you? On The Wings Of Love - Jeffrey Osborne (Lyrics)Lyrics video for "On The Wings Of Love" by Jeffrey Osborne. The famed poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow once penned the beautiful words, "Be still, sad heart! Well, dont swear. "On Wings of Song" (German: "Auf Flgeln des Gesanges") is a poem by the German Romantic poet Heinrich Heine. Rest, rest, perturbd spirit! Oh, all you angels of heaven! He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. BENVOLIOO Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead.That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. I know thou wilt say ay,, And I will take thy word. But he rules that Romeo must be banished from Verona. He and Billy both left L.T.D. And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Yea, from the table of my memory Ill wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past That youth and observation copied there, And thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmixed with baser matter. My love, good night. O, speak again, bright angel! Deny thy father and refuse thy name. If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not. The child so loves the bird that he will not let the bird hop any more than a small distance from his hand before pulling it back by a silk thread. If you ever loved your dear father. BENVOLIOI pray thee, good Mercutio, lets retire.The day is hot, the Capels are abroad,And if we meet we shall not scape a brawl,For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. What are the disadvantages of a clapper bridge? Our love, which now is like a flower bud, may blossom in the summer air into a beautiful flower by the next time we meet. To cease thy strife and leave me to my grief. And Ill still stay, to have thee still forget. But however you attempt to get revenge, dont allow your mind or soul to contemplate harming your mother. Although Satan in his rage would tear thee, And with all his winning arts would snare thee, Even down to thine old age I'll bear thee, And the high place I'll bring down. I will make the crooked straight before thee, So even if Romeo had some other name, he would still be perfect. Marry, tis enough.Where is my page?Go, villain, fetch a surgeon. Although I joy in thee. Look thou but sweet. Tis not to me she speaks. But however you attempt to get revenge, dont allow your mind or soul to contemplate harming your mother. I hold it fit that we shake hands and part. Oh, blessed, blessed night! Und in der Ferne rauschen Even down to thine old age Ill bear thee, So lust, though to a radiant angel linked. The violets banter and slyly: They peep at the star-rays pale, 10: The roses are whispering . Had I it written, I would tear the word. Lets go back inside together. Rise, beautiful sun, and kill the jealousmoon, which is already sick and pale with grief because Juliet, her maid, is more beautiful than she is. Theres not a villain in Denmark who isnt a complete liar . List, list, O, list! Where hidden in glorious garden,Beneath the gleaming moon,The lotus flowers are longingTo see their sister soon. Im the ghost of your father, doomed for a certain time to walk the earth at night. Tis but thy name that is my enemy. And therefore as a stranger give it welcome. Her eyes are speaking. Yes, Ill wipe clean my memory of all unimportant facts, all the wise sayings of books, all images and impressions from my youth, so that your commandment alone will live there. Tis almost morning. This day's black fate on more days doth depend; Either thou, or I, or both, must go with him. Does anyone have lyrics to On Wings of Song I'll bear thee away to fairyland version by Mendelssohn? [To HORATIO and MARCELLUS] Come over here, gentlemen, and rest your hands once more on my sword. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? Wouldst thou withdraw it? For thou art As glorious to this night, being oer my head, As is a wingd messenger of heaven Unto the white, upturnd, wondering eyes Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds And sails upon the bosom of the air. What light through yonder window breaks? I know you will answer yes, and I will trust you. He is the youngest of 12 children and is part of a musical family. Yes, Ill wipe clean my memory of all unimportant facts, all the wise sayings of books, all images and impressions from my youth, so that your commandment alone will live there. RadicalSon), Type out all lyrics, even repeating song parts like the chorus, Lyrics should be broken down into individual lines. As for this ghost, hes an honest one, Ill tell you that. Other settings include that by Franz Lachner. Remember thee! That which we call a rose. She speaks. Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. PRINCEBenvolio, who began this bloody fray? I pledged my love before you even requested it. I must speak quickly. Three words, dear Romeo, and then good night. [Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this? Die Veilchen kichern und kosen, Fragrant fairy-stories. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, But love from love, toward school with heavy looks. Why, right, you are right. It is an honest ghost, that let me tell you. I wish I were a glove on that hand, so I could touch her cheek. What light is that in the window over there? Enter a Fairy at one door and Robin Goodfellow at. TYBALT, to his companionsFollow me close, for I will speak to them.Gentlemen, good een. Romeo tries to stop them. I think I smell the morning air. Or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self. With his evil wit and traitorous giftsoh wicked wit and gifts, that have the power to seduce!he convinced my seemingly virtuous queen to give in to his lust. This does get Romeo wound up, and he kills Tybalt in a rage. MERCUTIOAy, ay, a scratch, a scratch. The band recorded hit singles such as \"(Every Time I Turn Around) Back in Love Again\", \"Concentrate on You,\" \"Love Ballad\" and \"Holding On (When Love Is Gone)\". Jeffrey Linton Osborne (born March 9, 1948) is an American funk and R&B musician, songwriter, lyricist, and former lead singer of the band, L.T.D.Osborne was. the second of his "six songs for voice and piano", "On Wings of music", translated into a verse in "A Harvest of German Poems", "On Wings of Song", a straight translation in the Lied Archives, https://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=On_Wings_of_Song_(poem)&oldid=1068591247, This page was last edited on 29 January 2022, at 08:31. During the day, Im confined in the fires of purgatory, until those flames have burned away the sins I committed in my life. If I werent forbidden to tell you the secrets of purgatory, I could tell you stories that would cut up your soul, freeze your blood. If her eyes were in the sky and the stars were in her head the brightness of her cheeks would overwhelm the stars, just as daylight outshines a lamp. A blooming red garden is lying: 5: In moonlight calm and clear, The lotos flowers are sighing: For thee, their sister dear. Together we'll rest, beloved,Praying the gods will sendA dream that knows no waking,A love that knows no end. MERCUTIO Come, come, thou art as hot a jack in thymood as any in Italy, and as soon moved to bemoody, and as soon moody to be moved. Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest, Hence will I to my ghostly sire's close cell,His help to crave, and my deap hap to tell. It is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. What is A person who sells flower is called? What else? You noble youth, know that the snake that killed your father is now wearing his crown. So even if Romeo had some other name, he would still be perfect. make your eyes bulge from their sockets, and your hair stand on end like the quills of a frightened porcupine. Art thou there, truepenny?Come on, you hear this fellow in the cellarage.Consent to swear. I have nights cloak to hide me from their eyes, And but thou love me, let them find me here. Swear by my sword never to speak of what youve heard. But come, Here, as before, never, so help you mercy, How strange or odd soeer I bear myself (As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on), That you, at such times seeing me, never shall With arms encumbered thus, or this headshake, Or by pronouncing of some doubtful phrase, As Well, well, we know, or We could an if we would, Or If we list to speak, or There be an if they might, Or such ambiguous giving out to note That you know aught of me. ROMEOAlive in triumph, and Mercutio slain!Away to heaven, respective lenity,And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now.Now, Tybalt, take the villain back again 130That late thou gavest me, for Mercutios soulIs but a little way above our heads,Staying for thine to keep him company.Either thou or I, or both, must go with him. But howsoever thou pursuest this act, Taint not thy mind, nor let thy soul contrive Against thy mother aught. Two of the most beautiful stars in the sky had to go off on some business, and begged her eyes to twinkle in their place until they return. The Prince expressly hathForbid this bandying in Verona streets. My hour is almost comeWhen I to sulfurous and tormenting flamesMust render up myself. Oh, I wish I could cry out like a falconer, so I could call my little falcon to return to me. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Because its night, Im scared that all this is a dream. 1 I will make the darkness light before thee, Leave her fate to God, and to the sting of her own guilt. Good night. I hate my name, dear saint, because it is your enemy. Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcherby the ears? Ill frown and be perverse and say thee nay. Stuck as I am in my familys house, I have to be quiet. How silver-sweet sound lovers tongues by night. Lets go back inside together. And Ill remain here, even if you keep forgetting. Wheres my notebook? Oh, everyone on earth! And each particular hair to stand on end. I should have been more strange, I must confess. Yet I would not let you move any further than a spoiled child would let his pet bird go. ON wings of songah, lightly, Heart's dearest, I bear thee away: A nook is beckoning brightly: Where Ganges' waters play. As you are friends, scholars and soldiers. No better term than this: thou art a villain. Both Tybalt and Mercutio taunt one another, but safely, without drawing swords. What is wrong Ill make it right before thee, There we will lie down and cease repining; Behind the cloud is the sun still shining; Thy fate is a common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall." Longfellow is rightrain comes at different times to all of us. Translated from the German by George Howard Clutsam. He jokes about scars from wounds hes never felt. 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