Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet, armed with swords and bucklers. SAMPSON. Gregory, o'my word, we'll not carry coals. GREGORY. No, for then we should be colliers. SAMPSON. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw. GREGORY. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' th' collar. SAMPSON. I strike quickly, being mov'd. GREGORY. But thou art not quickly mov'd to strike. SAMPSON. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. GREGORY. To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand: therefore, if thou art mov'd, thou runn'st away. SAMPSON. A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's. GREGORY. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes to the wall. SAMPSON. True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall. GREGORY. The quarrel is between our masters and us their men. SAMPSON. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids, and cut off their heads. GREGORY. The heads of the maids? |