Mer, Could you not take some occasion without
giving?

Tyb. Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo, —

Mer. Consort! what, dost thou make us min-
strels? an thou make minstrels of us, look to hear so
nothing but discords: here 's my fiddlestick; here 's
that shall make you dance. 'Zounds, consort!

Ben. We talk here in the public haunt of men:
Either withdraw unto some private place,



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And reason coldly of your grievances.
Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us.
Mer. Afea^^es. wece-made to look,-aitd let
them gaze;
I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.
Enter Romeo

Tyh. Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes
my man.
Mer. But I '11 be hang'd, sir, if he wear your
livery : «

Marry, go before to field, he '11 be your follower;
Your worship in that sense may call him " man."

Tyb. Romeo, the hate I bear thee can afford
No better term than this, — thou art a villain. '

Rom. Tybalt, the reason that I have to love
thee
Doth much excuse the appertaining rage
To such a greeting: villain am I none;
Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not.
Tyh. Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries
That thou hast done me; therefore turn and
draw. •

Rom. I do protest. I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou canst devise.
Till thou shall know the reason of my love:
And so, good Capulet, — which name I tender
As dearly as mine own, — be satisfied.
Mer. O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
Alia sloccata carries it away. [Dravsa.
