
I picked this photo because I thought that it showed what Juliet's plan was. It was all an illusion, like smoke and mirrors. It shows how she is recreated as a new image, which in the story is her on her death bed. But in reality she is still alive and very much aware of this mirage that she is hoping will convince everyone of her death.
Prompt D:
- Oh child, oh child, my soul and not my child!
- Dead art thou, alack, my child is dead,
- And with my child my joys are buried.
- I picked this quote because I found the contrast of the father's emotions towards his daughter really interesting because one day before he was screaming at her threatening to turn her to the streets to starve. Though this seems very genuine I can't help but wonder if some of his anguish is directed at the thought of him not reaping the social benefits from the proposed marriage to County Paris. He states that because she is dead, so is he but I feel that he will feel back to normal in less than a week. What leads me to believe this is that when Tybalt died they didn't really mourn for that long and he was a respected, beloved family member as well.
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