1. GROUP PRACTICE : Prose, Blank Verse, or Rhymed Verse?

2. #1: Juliet: Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. 15 It was the nightingale, and not the lark, min That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

3. ANSWER: BLANK VERSE #1: Juliet: Wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. 15 It was the nightingale, and not the lark, min That pierced the fearful hollow of thine ear; Nightly she sings on yond pomegranate tree Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.

4. #2: Abraham: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. Gregory: Do you quarrel, sir? Abraham: Quarrel, sir? No, sir.

5. ANSWER: PROSE #2: Abraham: Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Sampson: No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. Gregory: Do you quarrel, sir? Abraham: Quarrel, sir? No, sir.

6. #3: Full fathom five thy father lies Of his bones are coral made Those are pearls that were his eyes Nothing of him that doth fade

7. ANSWER: RHYMED VERSE #3: Full fathom five thy father lies Of his bones are coral made Those are pearls that were his eyes Nothing of him that doth fade

8. #4: Nurse: He was a merry man—took up the child. “Yea,” quoth he, “Dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit, Wilt thou not, Jule?” and, by my holy dame, The pretty wretch left crying and say “ay.”

9. ANSWER: BLANK VERSE #4: Nurse: He was a merry man—took up the child. “Yea,” quoth he, “Dost thou fall upon thy face? Thou wilt fall backward when thou hast more wit, Wilt thou not, Jule?” and, by my holy dame, The pretty wretch left crying and say “ay.”

10. #5: Romeo: Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear, Beauty too rich to use, for earth too dear.

11. ANSWER: RHYMED VERSE #5: Romeo: Oh, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear, Beauty too rich to use, for earth too dear.

12. #6: Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. Romeo: O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

13. ANSWER: RHYMED VERSE #6: Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too? Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer. Romeo: O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.

14. #7: Romeo: Here’s goodly gear. Benvolio: A sail, a sail! Mercutio: Two, two—a shirt and a smock.

15. ANSWER: PROSE #7: Romeo: Here’s goodly gear. Benvolio: A sail, a sail! Mercutio: Two, two—a shirt and a smock.