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In my behalf; my reputation stain’d
• Re-enter Benvolio. Ben. O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead; That gallant spirit hath aspir’d the clouds, Which too untimely here did scorn the earth. Rom. This day's black fate on more days doth de
pend; This but begins the woe, others must end.
Rom. Alive! in triumph! and Mercutio slain!
Tyb. Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,
[They fight; TYBALT falls. Ben. Romeo, away, be gone! The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain :Stand not amaz'd :-the prince will doom thee death, If thou art taken; hence !-be gone !-away!
Rom. O! I am fortune's fool!
Enter Citizens, &c. i Cit. Which way ran he, that killd Mercutio ? Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he ?
Ben. There lies that Tybalt.
i Cit. Up, sir, go with me; I charge thee in the prince's name, obey.
Enter Prince, attended; MontagUE, Capulet, their
wives, and others. Prin. Where are the vile beginners of this fray?
Ben. O noble prince, I can discover all The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl: There lies the man, slain by young Romeo, That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio.
La. Cap. Tybalt, my cousin !-O my brother's child!
Prin. Benvolio, who began this bloody fray ?
Of Tybalt, deaf to peace, but that he tilts
La. Cap. He is a kinsman to the Montague,
Prin. Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio ;
Mon. Not Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend; His fault concludes but, what the law should end, The life of Tybalt.
Prin. And, for that offence, Immediately we do exile him hence :
I have an interest in your hates' proceeding,
SCENE II.-A room in Capulet's house.
Enter Juliet, Jul. Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phæbus' mansion ; such a waggoner As Phaeton would whip you to the west, And bring in cloudy night immediately.Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night! That run-away's eyes may wink; and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalk'd of, and unseen! Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties: or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night.—Come, civil night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black, And learn me how to lose a winning match, Play'd for a pair of stainless maidenhoods : Hood my unmann'd blood bating in my cheeks With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, Think true love acted, simple modesty.
Come, night !-Come, Romeo! come, thou day in
night! For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than new snow on a raven's back.-Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-brow'd night Give me my Romeo: and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.O, I have bought the mansion of a love, But not possess’d it; and, though I am sold, Not yet enjoy'd : So tedious is this day, As is the night before some festival To an impatient child, that hath new robes, And may not wear them. O, here comes my nurse,
Enter Nurse, with cords. And she brings news; and every tongue, that speaks But Romeo's name, speaks heavenly eloquence.--Now, nurse, what news ? What hast thou there, the
Nurse. Ay, ay, the cords. [Throws them down.
Jul. Can heaven be so envious ?