@ Nino Rota (1911 - 1979) was an Italian composer, pianist, conductor.
@ One of the most classic and memorable romantic themes of any film, Franco Zefferelli's
Romeo and Juliet score, composed by Nino Rota, reflects the tragic passion of the famous story it portrays. When youths Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet first meet it is a bond that cannot be broken, love at first sight. However, with the blood feud between their families still as strong as ever, it is the most famous romance of all time destined for tragic doom.
What Is A Youth
[What is a youth? Impetuous fire, What is a maid?
Ice and desire, The world wags on
A rose will bloom, It then will fade,
So does a youth So does the fairest maid
Comes a time when one sweet smile,
Has it's season for awhile,
Then love's in love with me,
Some may think only to marry
Others will tease and tarry,
Mine is the very best parry,
Cupid he rules us all
Caper the caper sing me the song,
Death will come soon to hush us along
Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall,
Love is a past time that never will pall
Sweeter than honey and bitter as gall,
Cupid he rules us all
A rose will bloom, It then will fade,
So does a youth, So does the fairest maid...]
~ A Time For Us ~
A time for us, someday there'll be
When chains are torn by courage born of a love that's free
A time when dreams, so long denied
Can flourish as we unveil the love we now must hide
A time for us at last to see
A life worthwhile for you and me
And with our love through tears and thorns
We will endure as we pass surely through every storm
A time for us, someday there'll be
A new world, a world of shining hope for you and me
A time for us at last to see
A life worthwhile for you and me
And with our love through tears and thorns
We will endure as we pass surely through every storm
A time for us, someday there'll be
A new world, a world of shining hope for you and me
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~ Romeo & Juliet (Quots...) ~ William Shakespeare
Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will
My only love sprung from my only hate, Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love is it to me That I must love a loathed enemy.
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls, For stony limits cannot hold love out
My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite.
If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this.
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth the rough touch with a gentle kiss.
Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,which mannerly devotion shows in this.
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers'
kiss.
Have not saints lips and holy palmers too? Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake. Then move not, while my prayer's
effect I take.
Thus from my lips by thine my sin is purged. Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
ROMEO opens the tomb to reveal JULIET inside.
How often are men happy right before they die! Oh, my love! My wife! Death has sucked the honey from your breath, but it has not yet ruined your beauty. You haven’t been conquered.
There is still red in your lips and in your cheeks. Death has not yet turned them pale.
Ah, dear Juliet, why are you still so beautiful? Should I believe that death is in love with you, and that the awful monster keeps you here to be his mistress?
And I will never leave this tomb. Here, here I’ll remain with worms that are your chamber-maids. Oh, I’ll rest here forever.
ROMEO drinks the poison.
Oh, that pharmacist was honest! His drugs work quickly. So I die with a kiss
JULIET wakes up.
Oh friendly friar! Where is my husband? I remember very well where I should be, and
here I am. Where is my Romeo?
What’s this here? It’s a cup, closed in my true love’s hand? Poison, I see, has been the
cause of his death. How rude! He drank it all, and didn’t leave any to help me afterward.
I will kiss your lips. Perhaps there’s still some poison on them, to make me die with a
medicinal kiss. (she kisses ROMEO) Your lips are warm.
Yea, noise? Then I’ll be brief. O happy dagger, This is thy sheath. There rust and let
me die.(stabs herself with ROMEO’s dagger and dies)
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