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#javascript #css #HTML
Вопрос:
Я новичок в javascript, и у меня почти нет опыта работы с событиями мыши. Для этого HTML-файла я пытаюсь выделить абзацы Romeo синим цветом, когда мышь перемещается по ним, а абзацы Juliet — розовым, затем вернуть их к нормальному цвету, серому (#CCC8C8), когда мышь уходит. (редактировать) Я забыл упомянуть, что я пытаюсь сделать это только с помощью JavaScript, без CSS, большое спасибо.
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<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
</body>
</html>
CSS -
@charset "utf-8";
body {
background-color: #CCC8C8;
}
p {
font-family: "Gill Sans", "Gill Sans MT", "Myriad Pro", "DejaVu Sans Condensed", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;
margin-left: 50px;
padding: 15px;
text-indent: 15px;
}
.character {
padding: 35px;
color: #A70312;
font-weight: bold;
} Комментарии:
1. стреляй! я должен был указать, что я должен использовать только javascript!
Ответ №1:
Для этого вам не нужен JavaScript. Вы можете использовать CSS.
… затем пусть они вернутся к нормальному серому цвету (#CCC8C8), когда мышь покинет
Пожалуйста, обратите внимание: обычного цвета текста нет #CCC8C8 , он черный.
p[name=romeo]:not(:hover),p[name=juliet]:not(:hover){
color: #CCC8C8;
}
p[name=romeo]:hover{
color: blue;
}
p[name=juliet]:hover{
color: pink;
} <!doctype html>
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<head>
<meta charset="utf-8">
<title>Romeo and Juliet</title>
<link href="week7.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css">
<script src="week7_start.js"></script>
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<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
</body>
</html> Ответ №2:
На самом деле вы можете использовать чистый CSS:
p[name="juliet"]:not(:hover), p[name="romeo"]:not(:hover) {
color: #CCC8C8;
}
p[name="juliet"]:hover {
color: hotpink;
}
p[name="romeo"]:hover {
color: blue;
} <!doctype html>
<html>
<head>
<meta charset="utf-8">
<title>Romeo and Juliet</title>
<link href="week7.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css">
<script src="week7_start.js"></script>
</head>
<body>
<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
</body>
</html> Ответ №3:
Вы бы решили это с помощью CSS, а не событий мыши.
p[name='romeo']:hover {
background-color: aqua;
}
p[name='juliet']:hover {
background-color: pink;
} <!doctype html>
<html>
<head>
<meta charset="utf-8">
<title>Romeo and Juliet</title>
<link href="week7.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css">
<script src="week7_start.js"></script>
</head>
<body>
<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
</body>
</html> Но чтобы решить это с помощью JavaScript
document.querySelectorAll('p').forEach(p => {
p.addEventListener('mouseenter', (e) => {
if(e.target.classList.contains('romeo')) {
e.target.classList.add('blue');
}
if(e.target.classList.contains('juliet')) {
e.target.classList.add('pink');
}
});
p.addEventListener('mouseout', (e) => {
e.target.classList.remove('pink');
e.target.classList.remove('blue');
});
}) .blue {
background-color: aqua;
}
.pink {
background-color: pink;
} <!doctype html>
<html>
<head>
<meta charset="utf-8">
<title>Romeo and Juliet</title>
<link href="week7.css" rel="stylesheet" type="text/css">
<script src="week7_start.js"></script>
</head>
<body>
<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p class="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p class="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
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<h1>"Romeo and Juliet" by William Shakespeare - Act II, Scene II</h1>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?<br />
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.<br />
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,<br />
Who is already sick and pale with grief,<br />
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:<br />
Be not her maid, since she is envious;<br />
Her vestal livery is but sick and green<br />
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.<br />
It is my lady, O, it is my love!<br />
O, that she knew she were!<br />
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?<br />
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.<br />
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:<br />
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,<br />
Having some business, do entreat her eyes<br />
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.<br />
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?<br />
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,<br />
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven<br />
Would through the airy region stream so bright<br />
That birds would sing and think it were not night.<br />
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!<br />
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,<br />
That I might touch that cheek!</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
Ay me!</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
She speaks:<br />
O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art<br />
As glorious to this night, being o'er my head<br />
As is a winged messenger of heaven<br />
Unto the white-upturned wondering eyes<br />
Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him<br />
When he bestrides the lazy-pacing clouds<br />
And sails upon the bosom of the air.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?<br />
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;<br />
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,<br />
And I'll no longer be a Capulet.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
[Aside] Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;<br />
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.<br />
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,<br />
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part<br />
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!<br />
What's in a name? that which we call a rose<br />
By any other name would smell as sweet;<br />
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,<br />
Retain that dear perfection which he owes<br />
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,<br />
And for that name which is no part of thee<br />
Take all myself.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
I take thee at thy word:<br />
Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized;<br />
Henceforth I never will be Romeo.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
What man art thou that thus bescreen'd in night<br />
So stumblest on my counsel?<br /></p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
By a name<br />
I know not how to tell thee who I am:<br />
My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself,<br />
Because it is an enemy to thee;<br />
Had I it written, I would tear the word.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words<br />
Of that tongue's utterance, yet I know the sound:<br />
Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore?<br />
The orchard walls are high and hard to climb,<br />
And the place death, considering who thou art,<br />
If any of my kinsmen find thee here.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
With love's light wings did I o'er-perch these walls;<br />
For stony limits cannot hold love out,<br />
And what love can do that dares love attempt;<br />
Therefore thy kinsmen are no let to me.</p>
<p name="juliet"><span class="character">JULIET</span><br />
If they do see thee, they will murder thee.</p>
<p name="romeo"><span class="character">ROMEO</span><br />
Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye<br />
Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet,<br />
And I am proof against their enmity</p>
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