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VOLUME IV BOOK IX l ROMEO AND JULIET By William Shakespeare Dramatis Personae BALTHASAR servant to Romeo. ESCALUS prince of Verona. (PRINCE) SAMPSON servants to Capulet. PARIS a young nobleman, kinsman to the prince. GREGORY MONTAGUE heads of two houses PETER servant to Juliet’s nurse. at variance with CAPULET each other. ABRAHAM servant to Montague. An Apothecary. (APOTHECARY) An old man, cousin to Capulet. (SECOND CAPULET) Three Musicians. ROMEO son to Montague. (FIRST MUSICIAN) MERCUTIO kinsman to the prince, and friend to Romeo. (SECOND MUSICIAN) (THIRD MUSICIAN) BENVOLIO nephew to Montague, and friend to Romeo. Page to Paris; (PAGE) another Page; an Officer. TYBALT nephew to Lady Capulet. LADY MONTAGUE wife to Montague. FRIAR LAURENCE Franciscans. LADY CAPULET wife to Capulet. FRIAR JOHN JULIET daughter to Capulet. Nurse to Juliet. (NURSE) Citizens of Verona; several Men and Women, relations to both houses; Maskers, Guards, Watchmen, and Attendants. (FIRST CITIZEN), (SERVANT), (FIRST SERVANT), (SECOND SERVANT), (FIRST WATCHMAN), (SECOND WATCHMAN), (THIRD WATCHMAN), Chorus. SCENE Verona: Mantua. Romeo and Juliet PROLOGUE Two households, both alike in dignity, Do with their death bury their parents’ strife. In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, The fearful passage of their death-mark’d love, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, And the continuance of their parents’ rage, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. Which, but their children’s end, nought could remove, From forth the fatal loins of these two foes Is now the two hours’ traffic of our stage; A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life; The which if you with patient ears attend, Whole misadventured piteous overthrows What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend. ACT I SCENE I SAMPSON A dog of that house shall move me to stand: Verona. A public place. I will take the wall of any man or maid of Montague’s. [Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house GREGORY That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest of CAPULET, armed with swords and bucklers] goes to the wall. SAMPSON True; and therefore women, being the SAMPSON Gregory, o’ my word, we’ll not carry coals. weaker vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I GREGORY No, for then we should be colliers. will push Montague’s men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall. SAMPSON I mean, an we be in choler, we’ll draw. GREGORY The quarrel is between our masters and us GREGORY Ay, while you live, draw your neck out their men. o’ the collar. SAMPSON ’Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when SAMPSON I strike quickly, being moved. I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids, and cut off their heads. GREGORY But thou art not quickly moved to strike. GREGORY The heads of the maids? SAMPSON A dog of the house of Montague moves me. SAMPSON Ay, the heads of the maids, or their GREGORY To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to maidenheads; take it in what sense thou wilt. stand: therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn’st away. GREGORY They must take it in sense that feel it. Volume III Book IX 5 Romeo and Juliet: ACT I SAMPSON Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: [They fight] and’tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. [Enter BENVOLIO] GREGORY ’Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes BENVOLIO Part, fools! two of the house of the Montagues. Put up your swords; you know not what you do. SAMPSON My naked weapon is out: quarrel, [Beats down their swords] I will back thee. [Enter TYBALT] GREGORY How! turn thy back and run? TYBALT What, art thou drawn among these SAMPSON Fear me not. heartless hinds? GREGORY No, marry; I fear thee! Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. SAMPSON Let us take the law of our sides; BENVOLIO I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword, let them begin. Or manage it to part these men with me. GREGORY I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it TYBALT What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate as they list. the word, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: SAMPSON Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at Have at thee, coward! them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. [They fight] [Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR] [Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; ABRAHAM Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? then enter Citizens, with clubs] SAMPSON I do bite my thumb, sir. FIRST CITIZEN Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down! ABRAHAM Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues! SAMPSON [Aside to GREGORY] Is the law of our side, if I say ay? [Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET] GREGORY No. CAPULET What noise is this? Give me my SAMPSON No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, long sword, ho! but I bite my thumb, sir. LADY CAPULET A crutch, a crutch! why call you GREGORY Do you quarrel, sir? for a sword? ABRAHAM Quarrel sir! no, sir. CAPULET My sword, I say! Old Montague is come, And flourishes his blade in spite of me. SAMPSON If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you. [Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE] ABRAHAM No better. MONTAGUE Thou villain Capulet,—Hold me not, let SAMPSON Well, sir. me go. GREGORY Say “better”: here comes one of my LADY MONTAGUE Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. master’s kinsmen. [Enter PRINCE, with Attendants] SAMPSON Yes, better, sir. PRINCE Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, ABRAHAM You lie. Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,— Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts, SAMPSON Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy That quench the fire of your pernicious rage swashing blow. 6 Volume III Book IX Romeo and Juliet: ACT I With purple fountains issuing from your veins, MONTAGUE Many a morning hath he there been seen, On pain of torture, from those bloody hands With tears augmenting the fresh morning’s dew. Throw your mistemper’d weapons to the ground, Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs; And hear the sentence of your moved prince. But all so soon as the all-cheering sun Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word, Should in the furthest east begin to draw By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, The shady curtains from Aurora’s bed, Have thrice disturb’d the quiet of our streets, Away from light steals home my heavy son, And made Verona’s ancient citizens And private in his chamber pens himself, Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments, Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out To wield old partisans, in hands as old, And makes himself an artificial night: Canker’d with peace, to part your canker’d hate: Black and portentous must this humour prove, If ever you disturb our streets again, Unless good counsel may the cause remove. Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. For this time, all the rest depart away: BENVOLIO My noble uncle, do you know the cause? You, Capulet, shall go along with me: MONTAGUE I neither know it nor can learn of him. And, Montague, come you this afternoon, To know our further pleasure in this case, BENVOLIO Have you importuned him by any means? To old Free-town, our common judgement-place. Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. MONTAGUE Both by myself and many other friends: But he, his own affections’ counsellor, [Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY Is to himself—I will not say how true— MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIO] But to himself so secret and so close, So far from sounding and discovery, MONTAGUE Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? As is the bud bit with an envious worm, Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Or dedicate his beauty to the sun. BENVOLIO Here were the servants of your adversary, Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow. And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: We would as willingly give cure as know. I drew to part them: in the instant came The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared, [Enter ROMEO] Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears, He swung about his head and cut the winds, BENVOLIO See, where he comes: so please you, Who nothing hurt withal hiss’d him in scorn: step aside; While we were interchanging thrusts and blows, I’ll know his grievance, or be much denied. Came more and more and fought on part and part, Till the prince came, who parted either part. MONTAGUE I would thou wert so happy by thy stay, To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let’s away. LADY MONTAGUE O, where is Romeo? saw you him to-day? [Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE] Right glad I am he was not at this fray. BENVOLIO Good morrow, cousin. BENVOLIO Madam, an hour before the worshipp’d sun Peer’d forth the golden window of the east, ROMEO Is the day so young? A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; BENVOLIO But new struck nine. Where, underneath the grove of sycamore That westward rooteth from the city’s side, ROMEO Ay me! sad hours seem long.