Skyscraper 100

[mandybrook]

yeah but which answer i tried so many these past days i thought was correct..pm please

[jsmocha]

for all of those on 48...the answer we first thought is now correct.

[floops]

also stuck on 50 lol

[lissy]

Yea, got 48.

You are all on the right track with the play and the quote, you just need part of the quote to answer the riddle.

Now get to 50 where I;m stuck,

[floops]

woo hoo on 49 yay

[hurleyup]

yea...still vague for me...gonna check more though.

[lissy]

Someone in nordinho has got it now and they left this clue.

part of the most famous quote from a Shakespeare play

However, as a clue I think it's pretty redundant as we had figured that out already.

[Nickynack]

still nothing

[jamamiss]

Me, too. Maybe an answer when we return. One can hope!!!

[Nickynack]

ah well i am out for the day! taking the kids out so i will check back later

[jamamiss]

I know, but maybe we only have to look in one play--

The clue " never was there a tale of more woe" comes directly from Romeo and Juliet

But that idea has not helped so far!! So, besides Ation, who knows???

[Nickynack]

maybe......but i dunno......at least with how a rose smells we know more or less what we are looking for, with sweet, we cuold be looking for pretty much any word in the shakespearean dictionary!
and thats just depressing....

[jamamiss]

But aren't we looking for quotes with the word:

sweet--since that is how a rose smells

Although, I've looked at those--there are about a million--but nothing jumps out at me. The ones I did try didn't work.

[Nickynack]

from the creator....

Sorry about the change guys, but there was an error in the old f48 that really wasn't fixable, so I had to change it.
Anyway, hints hints hints:
1.

One of the most famous quotes from this work.

2.

Although apples are thought of as fruits, they are actually a member of anothe family.

Let's see if these help...

these are the only shakespeare quotes with "rose"

But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd
Than that which withering on the virgin thorn
Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.

He wears the rose
Of youth upon him.

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows
Quite overcanopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.

The seasons alter: hoary-headed frosts
Fall in the fresh lap of the crimson rose.

Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.

Then will I raise aloft the milk-white rose.
For whose sweet smell the air shall be perfumed.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet

[floops]

48

is it to do with molieres don juan?