Figurative Language in Romeo & Juliet’s Balcony Scene (2.2)
Take a few minutes to learn or review the following definitions:
Alliteration
Metaphor
Personification
Simile
Determine what figurative language is being used to make these lines so memorable
1. But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
2. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven…do entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres
till they return
3. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon
4. Thou art as glorious to this night…as is a winged messenger of heaven
5. O speak again, bright angel
6. My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of thy tongue’s utterance, yet I know the
sound
7. With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
8. There lies more peril in thine eyes than twenty of their swords
9. I have night’s cloak to hide me from their eyes
10. It is too rash…like the lightning which doth cease to be ere one can say it lightens
11. This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath, may prove a beauteous flower
12. My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep
13. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, but love from love toward school
with heavy looks
14. How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night, like the softest music to attending ears
15. The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night
16. Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast
But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven…do entreat her eyes
to twinkle in their spheres till they return
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon
Thou art as glorious to this night…as is a winged messenger of
heaven
O speak again, bright angel
My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words of thy tongue’s
utterance, yet I know the sound
With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls
There lies more peril in thine eyes than twenty of their swords
I have night’s cloak to hide me from their eyes
It is too rash…like the lightning which doth cease to be ere
one can say it lightens
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath, may prove a
beauteous flower
My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep
Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books, but
love from love toward school with heavy looks
How silver-sweet sound lovers’ tongues by night, like the
softest music to attending ears
The grey-eyed morn smiles on the frowning night
Sleep dwell upon thine eyes, peace in thy breast