Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 1, 1597)
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The excellent Tragedie
¶Vp sirra goe with vs.
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Enter Prince, Capolets wife.
1585Pry: Where be the vile beginners of this fray?
¶The most vnlucky mannage of this brawle.
¶Heere lyes the man slaine by yong Romeo,
1590M: Tibalt, Tybalt, O my brothers child,
¶Vnhappie fight? Ah the blood is spilt
¶Of my deare kinsman, Prince as thou art true:
¶For blood of ours, shed bloud of Mountagew.
1595Pry: Speake Benuolio who began this fray?
¶Romeo who spake him fayre bid him bethinke
¶How nice the quarrell was.
¶And on me cry'd, who drew to part their strife,
.5And with his agill arme yong Romeo,
¶As fast as tung cryde peace, fought peace to make.
¶While they were enterchanging thrusts and blows,
¶Vnder yong Romeos laboring arme to part,
¶That rid the life of stout Mercutio.
¶With that he fled, but presently return'd,
1614.1And with his rapier braued Romeo:
1615That had but newly entertain'd reuenge,
¶And ere I could draw forth my rapyer
¶To part their furie, downe did Tybalt fall,
¶And this way Romeo fled.
¶Some twentie of them fought in this blacke strife:
¶And all those twenty could but kill one life.
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