of Romeo and Iuliet.
15401515Or I
shall faint, a plague a both your hou
ses.
15411516They haue made wormes meate of me,
15421517I haue it, and
soundly, to your hou
ses.
15431519Ro. This Gentleman the Princes neare alie,
15441520My very friend hath got this mortall hurt
15451521In my behalfe, my reputation
staind
15461522With
Tybalts slaunder,
Tybalt that an houre
15471523Hath bene my Cozen, O
sweete
Iuliet, 15481524Thy bewtie hath made me e
ffeminate,
15491525And in my temper
softned valours
steele.
15511527Ben. O
Romeo,Romeo, braue
Mercutio is dead,
15521528That gallant
spirit hath a
spir'd the Clowdes,
15531529Which too vntimely here did
scorne the earth.
15541530 Ro. This dayes blacke fate, on mo daies doth
depēd,
15551531This but begins, the wo others mu
st end.
15571532Ben. Here comes the furious
Tybalt backe againe.
15581533Ro. He gan in triumph and
Mercutio slaine,
15591534Away to heauen, re
spe
ctiue lenitie,
15601535And
fier end furie, be my condu
ct now,
15611536Now
Tybalt take the villaine backe againe,
15621537That late thou gaue
st me, for
Mercutios soule
15631538Is but a little way aboue our heads,
15641539Staying for thine to keepe him companie:
15651540Either thou or I, or both, mu
st go with him.
15661541 Ty. Thou wretched boy that did
st cōsort him here,
15711546The Citizens are vp, and
Tybalt slaine,
15721547Stand not amazed, the Prince wil doome thee death,
15731548If thou art taken, hence be gone away.
Ro. O