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Enter Sampson and Gregory, with Swords and
bucklers, two fervants of the Capulets.
REGORY, on my word we'll not carry
Greg. No, for then we should be colliers,
Sam. I ftrike quickly, being mov'd.
Greg. To move, is to ftir: and to be valiant, is to ftand: therefore, if thou art mov'd, thou runn'st away.
Sam. A dog of that house shall move me to stand: 'I will take the wall of any man or maid of Mountague's.
Greg. That shews thee a weak Nave, for the weakest Sam. True, and therefore women, being the weakeft vessels, are ever thruft to the wall: therefore I will push Mountague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.
goes to the wall.
Grog. The quarrel is between our mafters, and us their men.
Sam. 'Tis all one. I will Fhew my self a tyrang: when I have fought with the men, I will be as ciddi with the maids, and cut off their heads.
Greg. The h-ads of the maids ? , Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maijene beads, take it in whar sense thou wilt.
Greg. They must take it in sense that feel it.
Sam. Me they shall feel while I am able to hand; and 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh.
Greg, 'Tis well thou art nor filh; if ihou hadit, theu had it been Poor Fohn. Draw thy fool, here comes of the house
of the Atouwt agues. Enter Abram and Balthasar.
SVS Sam. My naked weapon is outs quarrel, I will back thee.
Greg. How : turn thy back and run
Greg. I will frown as I pass by; and let them take it as they lift.
Sam. Nay as they dare. I will bite my thumb at shem, which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it.
Abr. Do you bite your chumb at us, Sir
Sam. No, Sir, I do not bite my thumb at you,
Greg. Do you quarrel, Sir ?
Sam. If you do, Sir, I am for you ; I serve as good a man as you..
Abr. No better?
Enter Benvolio. Greg. Say better : bere comes one of my mafter's : kinsmen,
Sam. Yes, better, Şir,
(They fight. Ben. Part, tools, put up your swords, you know not what you do.
Ben. 'I do but keep the peace ; pụt up thy sword,
Tib. Whár draw, and talk of peace ! I hate the word
Enter old Capulet in bis gawn, and lady Capulet.
Enter old Mountague and lady Mountague.
Enter Prince with Attendants.
let me go
Bahan > Have thrice disturbid the quiet of our ftreets, And made Verona's antient citizens Caft by their grave beseeming ornaments; If ever you disturb our Greets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. For this time all the rest depart away, You, Capulet, shall go along with me į And, Mountague, come you this afternoon, To ks our further pleasure in this case, To old Free-town, our common judgment place : Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.
[Exeunt Prince and Capulet,erri
SCE NE II.
La. Moun. Who set this.aotient quarrel nevy abroach : Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?
Ben. Here were the servants of your adversary,
La. Moun. O where is Romeo ? :
Ben Madam, an hour before the worshipp'dlun
Tow'rds him I made, but he was 'ware of me,
Moun. Many a morning hath he there been seen:
Ben. My noble uncle, do you know the cause Moun, I neither know it, nor can learn it of him, Ben. Have you importun'd him by any means ?
Móun. Both by my self and many other friends ;; But he, his own affe&tion's counsellor, Is to himself [I will not say how true): Bit to himself ro secret and so close, So far from sounding and discovery ; As is the bud bit with an envious worm). Ere he can spread his fweer leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the fun. Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow We would as willingly give cure, as know..
Enter Romeo, Ben. See where he comes :: so please you ftep asides, I'll know his grievance, or be much denyd.
Moun. I would thou wert so happy by thy ftay,
Beń. Good morrow, coafin.
Rom. Ab me,' sad hours seem long!