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Romeo and Juliet (Folio 1, 1623)
1431Enter Mercutio, Benuolio, and men.
1432Ben. I pray thee good Mercutio lets retire,
1433The day is hot, the Capulets abroad:
1435hot dayes, is the mad blood stirring.
1437enters the confines of a Tauerne, claps me his Sword vpon
1440er, when indeed there is no need.
1442Mer. Come, come, thou art as hot a Iacke in thy mood,
1444soone moodie to be mou'd.
1445Ben. And what too?
1447none shortly, for one would kill the other: thou, why thou
1448wilt quarrell with a man that hath a haire more, or a haire
1453rels, as an egge is full of meat, and yet thy head hath bin
1457thou not fall out with a Tailor for wearing his new Doub-
1459with old Riband, and yet thou wilt Tutor me from quar-
1460relling?
1463quarter.
1465Enter Tybalt, Petruchio, and others.
1466Ben. By my head here comes the Capulets.
1467Mer. By my heele I care not.
1469Gentlemen, Good den, a word with one of you.
1470Mer. And but one word with one of vs? couple it with
1471something, make it a word and a blow.
1473will giue me occasion.
1475giuing?
1480daunce. Come consort.
1481Ben. We talke here in the publike haunt of men:
1482Either withdraw vnto some priuate place,
1483Or reason coldly of your greeuances:
1484Or else depart, here all eies gaze on vs.
1485Mer. Mens eyes were made to looke, and let them gaze.
1486I will not budge for no mans pleasure I.
1487Enter Romeo.
1490Marry go before to field, heele be your follower,
1493No better terme then this: Thou art a Villaine.
1495Doth much excuse the appertaining rage
1496To such a greeting: Villaine am I none;
1499That thou hast done me, therefore turne and draw.
1503And so good Capulet, which name I tender
1506Alla stucatho carries it away.
1507Tybalt, you Rat-catcher, will you walke?
1508Tib. What woulds thou haue with me?
1509Mer. Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine
1510liues, that I meane to make bold withall, and as you shall
1512pluck your Sword out of his Pilcher by the eares? Make
1514Tib. I am for you.
1515Rom. Gentle Mercutio, put thy Rapier vp.
1517Rom. Draw Benuolio, beat downe their weapons:
1518Gentlemen, for shame forbeare this outrage,
1519Tibalt, Mercutio, the Prince expresly hath
1520Forbidden bandying in Verona streetes.
1521Hold Tybalt, good Mercutio.
1522 Exit Tybalt.
1523Mer. I am hurt.
1525Is he gone and hath nothing?
1526Ben. What art thou hurt?
1528Where is my Page? go Villaine fetch a Surgeon.
1529Rom. Courage man, the hurt cannot be much.
1533I warrant, for this world: a plague a both your houses.
1535death: a Braggart, a Rogue, a Villaine, that fights by the
1536booke of Arithmeticke, why the deu'le came you be-
1537tweene vs? I was hurt vnder your arme.
1541They haue made wormes meat of me,
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1543Rom. This Gentleman the Princes neere Alie,
1544My very Friend hath got his mortall hurt
1545In my behalfe, my reputation stain'd
1546With Tibalts slaunder, Tybalt that an houre
1547Hath beene my Cozin: O Sweet Iuliet,
1548Thy Beauty hath made me Effeminate,
1550Enter Benuolio.
1551Ben. O Romeo, Romeo, braue Mercutio's is dead,
1553Which too vntimely here did scorne the earth.
1554Rom. This daies blacke Fate, on mo daies doth depend,
1555This but begins, the wo others must end.
1556Enter Tybalt.
1557Ben. Here comes the Furious Tybalt backe againe.
1561Now Tybalt take the Villaine backe againe
1563Is but a little way aboue our heads,
1564Staying for thine to keepe him companie:
1565Either thou or I, or both, must goe with him.
1567Shalt with him hence.
1569They fight. Tybalt falles.
1570Ben. Romeo, away be gone:
1571The Citizens are vp, and Tybalt slaine,
1572Stand not amaz'd, the Prince will Doome thee death
1573If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away.
1574Rom. O! I am Fortunes foole.
1576 Exit Romeo.
1577Enter Citizens.
1578Citi. Which way ran he that kild Mercutio?
1579Tibalt that Murtherer, which way ran he?
1580Ben. There lies that Tybalt.
1582I charge thee in the Princes names obey.
1583Enter Prince, old Montague, Capulet, their
1584Wiues and all.
1585Prin. Where are the vile beginners of this Fray?
1587The vnluckie Mannage of this fatall brall:
1588There lies the man slaine by young Romeo,
1590Cap. Wi. Tybalt, my Cozin? O my Brothers Child,
1591O Prince, O Cozin, Husband, O the blood is spild
1592Of my deare kinsman. Prince as thou art true,
1593For bloud of ours, shed bloud of Mountague.
1594O Cozin, Cozin.
1595Prin. Benuolio, who began this Fray?
1597Romeo that spoke him faire, bid him bethinke
1598How nice the Quarrell was, and vrg'd withall
1600With gentle breath, calme looke, knees humbly bow'd
1601Could not take truce with the vnruly spleene
1602Of Tybalts deafe to peace, but that he Tilts
1604Who all as hot, turnes deadly point to point,
1605And with a Martiall scorne, with one hand beates
1607It back to Tybalt, whose dexterity
1608Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud,
1609Hold Friends, Friends part, and swifter then his tongue,
1610His aged arme, beats downe their fatall points,
1612An enuious thrust from Tybalt, hit the life
1614But by and by comes backe to Romeo,
1615Who had but newly entertained Reuenge,
1616And too't they goe like lightning, for ere I
1618And as he fell, did Romeo turne and flie:
1619This is the truth, or let Benuolio die.
1622Some twenty of them fought in this blacke strife,
1623And all those twenty could but kill one life.
1627Who now the price of his deare blood doth owe.
1628Cap. Not Romeo Prince, he was Mercutios Friend,
1629His fault concludes, but what the law should end,
1630The life of Tybalt.
1632Immediately we doe exile him hence:
1633I haue an interest in your hearts proceeding:
1634My bloud for your rude brawles doth lie a bleeding.
1637It will be deafe to pleading and excuses,
1641Beare hence this body, and attend our will:
1642Mercy not Murders, pardoning those that kill.
1643 Exeunt.