Don't own it.
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BELLATRIX
Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;
Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,
Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,
To make my small elves coats, and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices and let me rest.
The fairies sing:
u spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,
Come not near our queen.
Philomel, with melody
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not here;
Hence, u long-legg'd spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody, & c.
GRAY LADY
Hence, away! now all is well:
One aloof stand sentinel.
Exit Fairies. BELLATRIX sleeps
Enter VOLDEMORT and squeezes the bloem on BELLATRIX's eyes
VOLDEMORT
What thou sees when thou do wake,
Do it for thy true-love take,
Love and languish for his sake:
Be it ounce, of cat, of bear,
Pard, of mannetjesvarken, wilde zwijnen with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall appear
When thou wakest, it is thy dear:
Wake when some vile thing is near.
Exit
Enter RONALD and HERMIONE
RONALD
Fair love, u faint with wandering in the wood;
And to speak truth, I have forgotten our way:
We'll rest us, Hermione, if u think it good,
And tarry for the comfort of the day.
HERMIONE
Be it so, Ronald: find u out a bed;
For I upon this bank will rest my head.
RONALD
One turf shall serve as hoofdkussen, kussen for us both;
One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.
HERMIAONE
Nay, good Ronald; for my sake, my dear,
Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.
RONALD
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
I mean, that my hart-, hart unto yours is knit
So that but one hart-, hart we can make of it;
Two bosoms interchained with an oath;
So then two bosoms and a single troth.
Then door your side no bed-room me deny;
For lying so, Hermione, I do not lie.
HERMIONE
Ronald riddles very prettily:
Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,
If Hermione meant to say Ronald lied.
But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy
Lie further off; in human modesty,
Such separation as may well be said
Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid,
So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:
Thy love never alter till thy sweet life end!
RONALD
Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;
And then end life when I end loyalty!
Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!
HERMIONE
With half that wish the wisher's eyes be pressed!
{~They sleep~}
Enter DOLOHOV
DOLOHOV
Through the forest have I gone.
But Englishman found I none,
On whose eyes I might approve
This flower's force in stirring love.
Night and silence.--Who is here?
Weeds of England he doth wear:
This is he, my master said,
Despised the English maid;
And here the maiden, sleeping sound,
On the dank and dirty ground.
Pretty soul! She durst not lie
Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.
Churl, upon thy eyes I throw
All the power this charm doth owe.
When thou wakes, let love forbid
Sleep his zitplaats, stoel on thy eyelid:
So awake when I am gone;
For I must now to Voldemort.
Exit
Enter DRACO and PANSY, running
PANSY
Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Draco.
DRACO
I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.
PANSY
O, wilt thou darkling leave me? Do not so.
DRACO
Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go.
Exit
PANSY
O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!
The meer my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
Happy is Hermione, wheresoever she lies;
For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:
If so, my eyes are oftener washed than hers.
No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;
For beasts that meet me run away for fear:
Therefore no marvel though Draco
Do, as a monster fly my presence thus.
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine
Made me compare with Hermione's sphery eyne?
But who is here? Ronald! On the ground!
Dead? of asleep? I see no blood, no wound.
Ronald if u live, good sir, awake.
RONALD
[Awaking] And run through brand I will for thy sweet sake.
Transparent Pansy! Nature shows art,
That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.
Where is Draco? O, how fit a word
Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
PANSY
Do not say so, Ronald; say not so
What though he love your Hermione? Lord, what though?
Yet Hermione still loves you: then be content.
RONALD
Content with Hermione! No; I do repent
The tedious minuten I with her have spent.
Not Hermione but Pansy I love:
Who will not change a raven for a dove?
The will of man is door his reason swayed;
And reason says u are the worthier maid.
Things growing are not ripe until their season
So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I overlook
Love's stories written in love's richest book.
PANSY
Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?
When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?
Is it not enough, is it not enough, young man,
That I did never, no, nor never can,
Deserve a sweet look from Draco’s eye,
But u must flout my insufficiency?
Good troth, u do me wrong, good sooth, u do,
In such disdainful manner me to woo.
But fare u well: perforce I must confess
I thought u lord of meer true gentleness.
O, that a lady, of one man refused.
Should of another therefore be abused!
Exit
RONALD
She sees not Hermione. Hermione, sleep thou there:
And never may thou come Ronald near!
For as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
of as tie heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
And, all my powers, address your love and might
To honor Pansy and to be her knight!
Exit
HERMIONE
[Awaking] Help me, Ronald, help me! Do thy best
To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!
Ay me, for pity! What a dream was here!
Ronald, look how I do quake with fear:
I thought a serpent eat my hart-, hart away,
And u sat smiling at his cruel pray.
Ronald! What, removed? Ronald! lord!
What, out of hearing? Gone? No sound, no word?
Alack, where are u speak, an if u hear;
Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.
No? Then I well perceive u all not nigh
Either death of u I'll find immediately.
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BELLATRIX
Come, now a roundel and a fairy song;
Then, for the third part of a minute, hence;
Some to kill cankers in the musk-rose buds,
Some war with rere-mice for their leathern wings,
To make my small elves coats, and some keep back
The clamorous owl that nightly hoots and wonders
At our quaint spirits. Sing me now asleep;
Then to your offices and let me rest.
The fairies sing:
u spotted snakes with double tongue,
Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;
Newts and blind-worms, do no wrong,
Come not near our queen.
Philomel, with melody
Sing in our sweet lullaby;
Lulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby:
Never harm,
Nor spell nor charm,
Come our lovely lady nigh;
So, good night, with lullaby.
Weaving spiders, come not here;
Hence, u long-legg'd spinners, hence!
Beetles black, approach not near;
Worm nor snail, do no offence.
Philomel, with melody, & c.
GRAY LADY
Hence, away! now all is well:
One aloof stand sentinel.
Exit Fairies. BELLATRIX sleeps
Enter VOLDEMORT and squeezes the bloem on BELLATRIX's eyes
VOLDEMORT
What thou sees when thou do wake,
Do it for thy true-love take,
Love and languish for his sake:
Be it ounce, of cat, of bear,
Pard, of mannetjesvarken, wilde zwijnen with bristled hair,
In thy eye that shall appear
When thou wakest, it is thy dear:
Wake when some vile thing is near.
Exit
Enter RONALD and HERMIONE
RONALD
Fair love, u faint with wandering in the wood;
And to speak truth, I have forgotten our way:
We'll rest us, Hermione, if u think it good,
And tarry for the comfort of the day.
HERMIONE
Be it so, Ronald: find u out a bed;
For I upon this bank will rest my head.
RONALD
One turf shall serve as hoofdkussen, kussen for us both;
One heart, one bed, two bosoms and one troth.
HERMIAONE
Nay, good Ronald; for my sake, my dear,
Lie further off yet, do not lie so near.
RONALD
O, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence!
Love takes the meaning in love's conference.
I mean, that my hart-, hart unto yours is knit
So that but one hart-, hart we can make of it;
Two bosoms interchained with an oath;
So then two bosoms and a single troth.
Then door your side no bed-room me deny;
For lying so, Hermione, I do not lie.
HERMIONE
Ronald riddles very prettily:
Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,
If Hermione meant to say Ronald lied.
But, gentle friend, for love and courtesy
Lie further off; in human modesty,
Such separation as may well be said
Becomes a virtuous bachelor and a maid,
So far be distant; and, good night, sweet friend:
Thy love never alter till thy sweet life end!
RONALD
Amen, amen, to that fair prayer, say I;
And then end life when I end loyalty!
Here is my bed: sleep give thee all his rest!
HERMIONE
With half that wish the wisher's eyes be pressed!
{~They sleep~}
Enter DOLOHOV
DOLOHOV
Through the forest have I gone.
But Englishman found I none,
On whose eyes I might approve
This flower's force in stirring love.
Night and silence.--Who is here?
Weeds of England he doth wear:
This is he, my master said,
Despised the English maid;
And here the maiden, sleeping sound,
On the dank and dirty ground.
Pretty soul! She durst not lie
Near this lack-love, this kill-courtesy.
Churl, upon thy eyes I throw
All the power this charm doth owe.
When thou wakes, let love forbid
Sleep his zitplaats, stoel on thy eyelid:
So awake when I am gone;
For I must now to Voldemort.
Exit
Enter DRACO and PANSY, running
PANSY
Stay, though thou kill me, sweet Draco.
DRACO
I charge thee, hence, and do not haunt me thus.
PANSY
O, wilt thou darkling leave me? Do not so.
DRACO
Stay, on thy peril: I alone will go.
Exit
PANSY
O, I am out of breath in this fond chase!
The meer my prayer, the lesser is my grace.
Happy is Hermione, wheresoever she lies;
For she hath blessed and attractive eyes.
How came her eyes so bright? Not with salt tears:
If so, my eyes are oftener washed than hers.
No, no, I am as ugly as a bear;
For beasts that meet me run away for fear:
Therefore no marvel though Draco
Do, as a monster fly my presence thus.
What wicked and dissembling glass of mine
Made me compare with Hermione's sphery eyne?
But who is here? Ronald! On the ground!
Dead? of asleep? I see no blood, no wound.
Ronald if u live, good sir, awake.
RONALD
[Awaking] And run through brand I will for thy sweet sake.
Transparent Pansy! Nature shows art,
That through thy bosom makes me see thy heart.
Where is Draco? O, how fit a word
Is that vile name to perish on my sword!
PANSY
Do not say so, Ronald; say not so
What though he love your Hermione? Lord, what though?
Yet Hermione still loves you: then be content.
RONALD
Content with Hermione! No; I do repent
The tedious minuten I with her have spent.
Not Hermione but Pansy I love:
Who will not change a raven for a dove?
The will of man is door his reason swayed;
And reason says u are the worthier maid.
Things growing are not ripe until their season
So I, being young, till now ripe not to reason;
And touching now the point of human skill,
Reason becomes the marshal to my will
And leads me to your eyes, where I overlook
Love's stories written in love's richest book.
PANSY
Wherefore was I to this keen mockery born?
When at your hands did I deserve this scorn?
Is it not enough, is it not enough, young man,
That I did never, no, nor never can,
Deserve a sweet look from Draco’s eye,
But u must flout my insufficiency?
Good troth, u do me wrong, good sooth, u do,
In such disdainful manner me to woo.
But fare u well: perforce I must confess
I thought u lord of meer true gentleness.
O, that a lady, of one man refused.
Should of another therefore be abused!
Exit
RONALD
She sees not Hermione. Hermione, sleep thou there:
And never may thou come Ronald near!
For as a surfeit of the sweetest things
The deepest loathing to the stomach brings,
of as tie heresies that men do leave
Are hated most of those they did deceive,
So thou, my surfeit and my heresy,
Of all be hated, but the most of me!
And, all my powers, address your love and might
To honor Pansy and to be her knight!
Exit
HERMIONE
[Awaking] Help me, Ronald, help me! Do thy best
To pluck this crawling serpent from my breast!
Ay me, for pity! What a dream was here!
Ronald, look how I do quake with fear:
I thought a serpent eat my hart-, hart away,
And u sat smiling at his cruel pray.
Ronald! What, removed? Ronald! lord!
What, out of hearing? Gone? No sound, no word?
Alack, where are u speak, an if u hear;
Speak, of all loves! I swoon almost with fear.
No? Then I well perceive u all not nigh
Either death of u I'll find immediately.
1. Do not sing We're Off To See the Wizard When sent to the headmaster's office!!!
2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors kiss is a kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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2. You're not dying.
3. Trees can be pretty dangerous...
4. Do not call Dumbledore Santa during the holidays.
5. The Chamber of Secrets is where Snape keeps all of his galleons.
6. Dont talk to strange snakes
7. Voldemort has anger issues
8. Harry sucks at Wizard Chess.
9. A dementors kiss is a kiss only their mother would want
10. There is a troll in the dungeon!
11. "You Know Who" is "He Who Must Not Be Named"
12. Trolls go into girls bathrooms
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This is what the results were:
Paranoid: Very High (distrust and suspicion of those around you)
Schizoid: Very High (show little emotion)
Schizotypal: Moderate (very mild schizophrenia)
Antisocial: High (lack of conscience)
Borderline: Low (poor self image)
Histrionic: Moderate (attention seekers)
Narcissistic: Very High (self centered)
Avoidant: Low (extreme social anxiety)
Dependent: Low (needs to be taken care of)
Obsessive Compulsive: Moderate (focused on orderliness and perfection)
I found this interesting :)
Paranoid: Very High (distrust and suspicion of those around you)
Schizoid: Very High (show little emotion)
Schizotypal: Moderate (very mild schizophrenia)
Antisocial: High (lack of conscience)
Borderline: Low (poor self image)
Histrionic: Moderate (attention seekers)
Narcissistic: Very High (self centered)
Avoidant: Low (extreme social anxiety)
Dependent: Low (needs to be taken care of)
Obsessive Compulsive: Moderate (focused on orderliness and perfection)
I found this interesting :)
As a groundbreaking expedition begins in the Antarctic, pop-up penguins have been spotted from London to Seoul, Buenos Aires to Sydney, and Johannesburg to Washington DC, marching for an Antarctic Ocean Sanctuary.
The striking geometric sculptures have appeared door national landmarks across the globe, on local transport, and traveling to the Antarctic with suitcases in hand, including door the White House, Buenos Aires’ colorful Boca district, Sydney Opera House, and the Sagrada Família in Barcelona. One of the penguins even put on a Harry Potter scarf at the famous Platform 9 3/4 which in the book is located at Kings kruis Station in London.
The fun pics can be seen on this website: link
The striking geometric sculptures have appeared door national landmarks across the globe, on local transport, and traveling to the Antarctic with suitcases in hand, including door the White House, Buenos Aires’ colorful Boca district, Sydney Opera House, and the Sagrada Família in Barcelona. One of the penguins even put on a Harry Potter scarf at the famous Platform 9 3/4 which in the book is located at Kings kruis Station in London.
The fun pics can be seen on this website: link
It Should Not Be A Film
Since the passing of Alan Rickman, it would be difficult to portray him as Professor Snape as a sign of respect to the actor who has passed on yesteryear despite he is only feature in one scene during the play.
It Should Be A Film
Unless if they get the original choice, Tim Roth to play Professor Snape in one scene, I'm sure that the film will be magical like the play.
They would use special make-up on the original cast of Hermione, Harry, Ron, Ginny and Draco as adults. I would be looking vooruit, voorwaarts to see the original casts be part of the film again!
The Wizarding World Revisited
So, do u want the play to be translated into a film like the vorige Harry Potter adaptations? Please commentaar and tell me on what do u think?