THE TRAGEDIE OF ROMEO and IVLIET by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Based on the Folio Text of 1623 DjVu Editions E-books © 2001, Global Language Resources, Inc. Shakespeare: First Folio Table of Contents The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet . 1 Actus Primus. Scoena Prima. 1 - i - Shakespeare: First Folio The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet ee3 Actus Primus. Scoena Prima. 2 Enter Sampson and Gregory, with Swords and Bucklers, 3 of the House of Capulet. 4 Sampson. 5 Gregory: A my word wee’l not carry coales. 6 Greg. No, for then we should be Colliars. 7 Samp. I mean, if we be in choller, wee’l draw. 8 Greg. I, While you liue, draw your necke out 9 o’th Collar. 10 Samp. I strike quickly, being mou’d. 11 Greg. But thou art not quickly mou’d to strike. 12 Samp. A dog of the house of Mountague, moues me. 13 Greg. To moue, is to stir: and to be valiant, is to stand: 14 Therefore, if thou art mou’d, thou runst away. 15 Samp. A dogge of that house shall moue me to stand. 16 I will take the wall of any Man or Maid of Mountagues. 17 Greg. That shewes thee a weake slaue, for the wea-kest 18 goes to the wall. 19 Samp. True, and therefore women being the weaker 20 Vessels, are euer thrust to the wall: therefore I will push 21 Mountagues men from the wall, and thrust his Maides to 22 the wall. 23 Greg. The Quarrell is betweene our Masters, and vs |(their men. 24 Samp. ’Tis all one, I will shew my selfe a tyrant: when 25 I haue fought with the men, I will bee ciuill with the 26 Maids, and cut off their heads. 27 Greg. The heads of the Maids? 28 Sam. I, the heads of the Maids, or their Maiden- heads, 29 Take it in what sence thou wilt. 30 Greg. They must take it sence, that feele it. 31 Samp. Me they shall feele while I am able to stand: 32 And ’tis knowne I am a pretty peece of flesh. 33 Greg. ’Tis well thou art not Fish: If thou had’st, thou 34 had’st beene poore Iohn. Draw thy Toole, here comes of 35 the House of the Mountagues. 36 Enter two other Seruingmen. 37 Sam. My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I wil back thee 38 Gre. How? Turne thy backe, and run. 39 Sam. Feare me not. - 1 - Shakespeare: First Folio The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet 40 Gre. No marry: I feare thee. 41 Sam. Let vs take the Law of our sides: let them begin. 42 Gr. I wil frown as I passe by, & let the[m] take it as they list 43 Sam. Nay, as they dare. I wil bite my Thumb at them, 44 which is a disgrace to them, if they beare it. 45 Abra. Do you bite your Thumbe at vs sir? 46 Samp. I do bite my Thumbe, sir. 47 Abra. Do you bite your Thumb at vs, sir? 48 Sam. Is the Law of our side, if I say I? Gre. No. 49 Sam. No sir, I do not bite my Thumbe at you sir: but 50 I bite my Thumbe sir. 51 Greg. Do you quarrell sir? 52 Abra. Quarrell sir? no sir. 53 Sam. If you do sir, I am for you, I serue as good a man |(as you 54 Abra. No better? Samp. Well sir. 55 Enter Benuolio. 56 Gr. Say better: here comes one of my masters kinsmen. 57 Samp. Yes, better. 58 Abra. You Lye. 59 Samp. Draw if you be men. Gregory, remember thy 60 washing blow. They Fight. 61 Ben. Part Fooles, put vp your Swords, you know not 62 what you do. 63 Enter Tibalt. 64 Tyb. What art thou drawne, among these heartlesse 65 Hindes? Turne thee Benuolio, looke vpon thy death. 66 Ben. I do but keepe the peace, put vp thy Sword, 67 Or manage it to part these men with me. 68 Tyb. What draw, and talke of peace? I hate the word 69 As I hate hell, all Mountagues, and thee: 70 Haue at thee Coward. Fight. 71 Enter three or foure Citizens with Clubs. 72 Offi. Clubs, Bils, and Partisons, strike, beat them down 73 Downe with the Capulets, downe with the Mountagues. 74 Enter old Capulet in his Gowne, and his wife. 75 Cap. What noise is this? Giue me my long Sword ho. 76 Wife. A crutch, a crutch: why call you for a Sword? 77 Cap. My Sword I say: Old Mountague is come, 78 And flourishes his Blade in spight of me. 79 Enter old Mountague, & his wife. 80 Moun. Thou villaine Capulet. Hold me not, let me go 81 2.Wife. Thou shalt not stir a foote to seeke a Foe. 82 Enter Prince Eskales, with his Traine. 83 Prince. Rebellious Subiects, Enemies to peace, 84 Prophaners of this Neighbor- stained Steele, 85 Will they not heare? What hoe, you Men, you Beasts, - 2 - Shakespeare: First Folio The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet 86 That quench the fire of your pernitious Rage, 87 With purple Fountaines issuing from your Veines: 88 On paine of Torture, from those bloody hands 89 Throw your mistemper’d Weapons to the ground, 90 And heare the Sentence of your mooued Prince. 91 Three ciuill Broyles, bred of an Ayery word, 92 By thee old Capulet and Mountague, 93 Haue thrice disturb’d the quiet of our streets, 94 And made Verona's ancient Citizens 95 Cast by their Graue beseeming Ornaments, 96 To wield old Partizans, in hands as old, [ee3v 97 Cankred with peace, to part your Cankred hate, 98 If euer you disturbe our streets againe, 99 Your liues shall pay the forfeit of the peace. 100 For this time all the rest depart away: 101 You Capulet shall goe along with me, 102 And Mountague come you this afternoone, 103 To know our Fathers pleasure in this case: 104 To old Free- towne, our common iudgement place: 105 Once more on paine of death, all men depart. Exeunt. 106 Moun. Who set this auncient quarrell new abroach? 107 Speake Nephew, were you by, when it began: 108 Ben. Heere were the seruants of your aduersarie, 109 And yours close fighting ere I did approach, 110 I drew to part them, in the instant came 111 The fiery Tibalt, with his sword prepar’d, 112 Which as he breath’d defiance to my eares, 113 He swong about his head, and cut the windes, 114 Who nothing hurt withall, hist him in scorne. 115 While we were enterchanging thrusts and blowes, 116 Came more and more, and fought on part and part, 117 Till the Prince came, who parted either part. 118 Wife. O where is Romeo, saw you him to day? 119 Right glad am I, he was not at this fray. 120 Ben. Madam, an houre before the worshipt Sun 121 Peer’d forth the golden window of the East, 122 A troubled mind draue me to walke abroad, 123 Where vnderneath the groue of Sycamour, 124 That West- ward rooteth from this City side: 125 So earely walking did I see your Sonne: 126 Towards him I made, but he was ware of me, 127 And stole into the couert of the wood, 128 I measuring his affections by my owne, 129 Which then most sought, wher most might not be found: 130 Being one too many by my weary selfe, 131 Pursued my Honour, not pursuing his - 3 - Shakespeare: First Folio The Tragedie of Romeo and Juliet 132 And gladly shunn’d, who gladly fled from me. 133 Mount. Many a morning hath he there beene seene, 134 With teares augmenting the fresh mornings deaw, 135 Adding to cloudes, more cloudes with his deepe sighes, 136 But all so soone as the all- cheering Sunne, 137 Should in the farthest East begin to draw 138 The shadie Curtaines from Auroras bed, 139 Away from light steales home my heauy Sonne, 140 And priuate in his Chamber pennes himselfe, 141 Shuts vp his windowes, lockes faire day- light out, 142 And makes himselfe an artificiall night: 143 Blacke and portendous must this humour proue, 144 Vnlesse good counsell may the cause remoue. 145 Ben. My Noble Vncle doe you know the cause? 146 Moun. I neither know it, nor can learne of him. 147 Ben. Haue you importun’d him by any meanes? 148 Moun. Both by my selfe and many other Friends, 149 But he his owne affections counseller, 150 Is to himselfe (I will not say how true) 151 But to himselfe so secret and so close, 152 So farre from sounding and discouery, 153 As is the bud bit with an enuious worme, 154 Ere he can spread his sweete leaues to the ayre, 155 Or dedicate his beauty to the same. 156 Could we but learne from whence his sorrowes grow, 157 We would as willingly giue cure, as know. 158 Enter Romeo. 159 Ben. See where he comes, so please you step aside, 160 Ile know his greeuance, or be much denide. 161 Moun. I would thou wert so happy by thy stay, 162 To heare true shrift. Come Madam let’s away. Exeunt. 163 Ben. Good morrow Cousin. 164 Rom. Is the day so young? 165 Ben. But new strooke nine. 166 Rom. Aye me, sad houres seeme long: 167 Was that my Father that went hence so fast? 168 Ben.