Romeo and Juliet (Quarto 2, 1599) :: Internet Shakespeare Editions

1435daies, is the mad blood_stirring.

¶ Mer. Thou art like one of these fellowes, that when he enters

¶the confines of a Tauerne, claps me his sword vpon the table,

¶and sayes, God send me no need of thee: and by the operation

¶of the second cup, draws him on the drawer, when indeed there

1440is no need.

¶Ben. Am I like such a fellow?

¶ Mer. Come, come, thou art as hot a Iacke in thy moode as

¶any in Italie: and assoone moued to be moodie, and assoone

¶moodie to be moued.

1445Ben. And what too?

¶ Mer. Nay and there were two such, we should haue none

¶shortly, for one would kill the other: thou, why thou wilt

¶quarell with a man that hath a haire more, or a haire lesse in his

¶beard, then thou hast: thou wilt quarell with a man for cracking

1450Nuts, hauing no other reason, but because thou hast hasel eyes:

¶what eye, but such an eye wold spie out such a quarrel? thy head

¶is as full of quarelles, as an egge is full of meate, and yet thy

¶head hath bene beaten as addle as an egge for quarelling: thou

¶hast quareld with a man for coffing in the streete, because hee

1455hath wakened thy dogge that hath laine asleep in the sun. Didst

¶thou not fall out with a taylor for wearing his new doublet be-

¶fore Easter, with an other for tying his new shooes with olde ri-

¶band, and yet thou wilt tuter me from quarelling?

¶ Ben. And I were so apt to quarell as thou art, any man should

¶buy the fee-simple of my life for an houre and a quarter.

¶Mer. The fee-simple, ô simple.

Enter Tybalt, Petruchio, and others.

¶Ben. By my head here comes the Capulets.

¶Mer. By my heele I care not.

¶Tybalt. Follow me close, for I will speake to them.

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