Romeo and Juliet: The Play
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Romeo and Juliet: The Play”
Accidentally, incidentally, unintentionally, intentionally; no one ever really knows, but we are for certain one thing: “the heart isits own fate.” For Romeo Montague and Juliet Capulet, two star-crossed lovers in Shakespeares masterpiece play Romeo and Juliet, this holds especially true. Romeo and Juliets “misadventure piteous overthrow” is fueled by their love for each other and their determination to be together, no matter what. Romeo and Juliets love with stands the hate surrounding them. Thus, fate is undoubtedly the most responsible influence for the two young lovers heartbreaking tragedy.
A letter, never meant to even graze the hand of a Montague, was indeed read by a Montague. As fate would have it, a servant gets tangled up on the addresses of the letters to be delivered, notifying recipients of Capulets masquerade party, and stops the first pedestrian that walks by, hoping that he would direct them to the correct address. Undoubtedly, the first pedestrian he ran across was Romeo, his kinsman Benvolio in tow. When Benvolio learns word of the party, he is eager to go, while Romeo is reluctant. With a little nagging, Benvolio and Mercutio convince Romeo to go. It takes one glance, one intense, meaningful glance, and Romeo is in like with Juliet Capulet, his loathed enemy. With one kiss, they are both in love with each other, without knowing, tragically seal both of their lives into a tomb of confinement, filled only with their love for each other.
Another episode of fate, or rather dramatic irony, happens when Romeo somehow misses getting a letter from Tybalt Capulet, his enemy, challenging him to a duel. Romeo, unknowing of the tragic letter sent to him, but not gotten, goes to tell his friends of his beautiful bride, but, in return, comes face-to-face with none other than Tybalt, his loathed enemy, the kin to his new bride, Juliet. As soon as Romeo shows up, though, he is greeted by Tybalts insults, calling him a villain, but instead of stepping up to Tybalts challenge, though, Romeo backs down, saying, “Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting. Villain I am none. Therefore farewell. I see thou knowest not me.” After harsh words are spoken, families are disgraced, and names are scorned, Romeo finally just backs away. Mercutio, though, cannot let his man be put to disgrace, so he decides to defend Romeos name. What is nothing more than a little playful sword-fighting, Romeo decides that he has seen enough, quickly getting in the middle of his best friend and his worst enemy. Then, as fate would have it, Tybalts sword “accidentally” happened to go under Romeos upheld arms, striking Mercutio in his chest, killing him. Finally deciding that Romeo couldnt let Mercutios death go to shame, he got revenge on Tybalt, killing him. Instead of being killed, though, as Prince Escalus stated in Act 1, Scene 1, he was only banished from the city. This would have been great news to anybody else, but to Romeo, it is the end of the world. He cannot be with his fair Juliet, so what is a new groom to do? He goes to Friar Lawrence, desperately seeking answers to all of his many questions about his wife, Juliet, they devise a scheme, not knowing that the scheme would only end in bittersweet death.
As if Romeos best friend and loathed enemy dying, and Romeo himself being banished from the city of Verona wasnt enough fate already, Shakespeare decides to slap us again in our faces. Capulet, thinking that Juliets distress was that of being depressed because her kinsman has died, he decides to marry his daughter off, even though his only daughter, Juliet, is unknowingly married to his enemys only son. Juliet just cannot take this, so she decides to go and talk it over to Friar Lawrence before she does anything too drastic, like kill herself or something stupid like that. Ironically, the Friar and Juliet come up with a scheme that seems without error, too. Juliet is to take a mere sleeping potion, nothing else, and then fall asleep, awaiting her Romeo