ROMEO AND JULIET. ACT I. SCENE I. A publick Place. Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, armed with swords and bucklers. Şam. Gregory, o'my word, we'll not carry coals. Gre. No, for then we should be colliers. Sam. I mean an we be in choler we'll draw. Gre. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out of the collar. Sam. I strike quickly, being moved. Gre. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. Sam. A dog of the house of Montague moves me. Gre. To move, is to stir; and to be valiant, is -to stand to it: therefore if thou art moved, thou ruu'st away. Sam. A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's. Gre. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes to the wall. Sam. 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. Gre. The quarrel is between our masters, and us their men. Sam. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids; I will cut off their heads. Gre. The heads of the maids? Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maiden-heads; take it in what sense thou wilt. Gre. They must take it in sense, that feel it. Sam. Me they shall feel, while I am able to stand; and, 'tis known, I am a pretty piece of flesh. Gre. 'Tis well, thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been Poor John. Draw thy tool; here comes two of the house of the Montagues. Enter ABRAM and BALTHASAR. Sam. My naked weapon is out; quartel, I will back thee. Gre. How? turn thy back, and run? Sam. Fear me not. Gre. No, marry: I fear thee! Sam. Let us take the law of our sides ; let them begin. Gre. I will frown as I pass by; and let them take it as they list. Sam. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, bear it. if they Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Gre. No. Sam. No, Sir, I do not bite my thumb at you Sir, but I bite my thumb, Sir. 1 Gre. Do you quarrel, Sir? Abr. Quarrel, Sir? no, Sir. Sam. If you do, Sir, I am for you; I serve as good a man as you. Abr. No better, Sam. Well, Sir. Gre. Enter BENVOLIO, at a distance. Saybetter; here comes one of my master's kinsmen. Sam. Yes, better, Sir. Sam. Draw, if you be men. thy swashing blow. Ben. Part fools; put up know not what you do. Gregory, remember [They fight. your swords; you [beats down their swords. Enter TYBALT. Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these heartless binds? Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. Tyb. What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word,... As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: [They fight. Enter several Partizáns of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with Clubs. 1. Cit. Clubs, bills, and partizans! strike! beat them down! Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues! Enter CAPULET, in his gown; and Lady CAPULET. Cap. What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho! Lady Cap. A crutch, a crutch! - Why call you for a sword? Cap. My sword, I say!- Old Montague is let me go. Hold me not, Lady Mon. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe. Enter Prince, with Attendants. Prin, Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel, Will they not bear? what ho? you mẹn, you beasts, That quench the fire of your pernicious rage Your Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. [Exeunt Prince, and Attendants, Capulet, Lady CAPULET, TYBALT, Citizens, and Servants. Mon. Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? Speak, nephew, were you by, when it began? Right glad I am he was not in this fray. Ben. Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east, A troubled anind drave me to walk abroad; Where, underneath the grove of sycamore, That westward rooteth from the city's side, So early walking did I see your son: Towards him I made; but he was 'ware of me, That most are busied when they are most alone. |