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Enter Sampson and Gregory , two servants of Capulet . SAMPSON . REGORY , on my word , 2 we'll not carry coals . Greg . No , for then we shall be colliers . Sam . I mean , an ' we be in choler , we'll draw . Greg .
Enter Sampson and Gregory , two servants of Capulet . SAMPSON . REGORY , on my word , 2 we'll not carry coals . Greg . No , for then we shall be colliers . Sam . I mean , an ' we be in choler , we'll draw . Greg .
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S Enter Benvolio . Greg . Say , better . Here comes one of my master's kinsmen . Sam . Yes , better , Sir . Abr . You lye . Sam . Draw , if you be men . — Gregory , remember thy swashing blow 6 . [ They fight . Ben .
S Enter Benvolio . Greg . Say , better . Here comes one of my master's kinsmen . Sam . Yes , better , Sir . Abr . You lye . Sam . Draw , if you be men . — Gregory , remember thy swashing blow 6 . [ They fight . Ben .
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Enter three or four citizens with clubs . Cit . Clubs , bills , and partisans ! strike ! beat them down ! Down with the Capulets ! down with the Montagues ! Enter old Capulet in bis gown , and lady Capulet . Cap . What noise is this ?
Enter three or four citizens with clubs . Cit . Clubs , bills , and partisans ! strike ! beat them down ! Down with the Capulets ! down with the Montagues ! Enter old Capulet in bis gown , and lady Capulet . Cap . What noise is this ?
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... Enter Capulet , Paris , and Servant . Cap . And Montague is bound as well as I , In penalty alike ; and ' tis not hard , I think , For men fo old as we to keep the peace . Par . Of honourable reckoning are you both ; And , pity ...
... Enter Capulet , Paris , and Servant . Cap . And Montague is bound as well as I , In penalty alike ; and ' tis not hard , I think , For men fo old as we to keep the peace . Par . Of honourable reckoning are you both ; And , pity ...
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Enter lady Capulet and Nurse . La . Cap . Nurse , where's my daughter ? call her forth to me . Nurse . Now ( by my maiden - head , at twelve years old ) I bade lier come.- What , lamb ! what , lady - bird ! God forbid !
Enter lady Capulet and Nurse . La . Cap . Nurse , where's my daughter ? call her forth to me . Nurse . Now ( by my maiden - head , at twelve years old ) I bade lier come.- What , lamb ! what , lady - bird ! God forbid !
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Page 263 - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor ? Ha! have you eyes ? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment...
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