FRIARS

Dies, nox, et omnia (Day, night and everything)

FRIAR LAURENCE

The grey-eyed morning

Smiles at the frowning night,

Checks the clouds with light

And e’re the titan sun

Advances his burning eye

To cheer the world, must I

Collect the leaves and flowers

Da, da, da, da, da

O, how greatthe grace

That makes it's sacred home

In herbs and plants and stones

Nothing is so vile

That on the earth doth live

But hath some good to give

And naught so good, but sours

Lay me down in the clover

‘Til my cup runneth over

Though I walk through the shadow,

I shall fear no evil

For I am a lily of the valley

Deep within

The heart of this infant flower

Lies death and healing power.

Smell the odor sweet,

And that part cheers each part,

Yet tasting stays the heart.

FRIARS

Dies, nox, et omnia (Day, night, everything)

mihi sunt contraria; (is hostile to me;)

virginum colloquia (the talk of maidens)

Me fa planzer (makes me weep)

FRIAR LAURENCE

In parts of plants and hearts of man

Encamp these forces

Grace and will, the traits that still

May change our courses

And where the worst is sown,

There shall no garden grow

FRIARS

Aahh

FRIAR LAURENCE

Lay me down in the clover

‘Til my cup runneth over

Though I walk through the shadow,

I shall fear no evil

For I am a lily of the valley

R O M E O & J U L I E T

IT IS THE CAUSE

LILY OF THE VALLEY

LOVE LIKE HATE

QUAKE

EMPEROR

IT IS THE CAUSE (STATUES)