rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, throw your mistempered weapons to the ground.
throw your mistempered weapons to the ground!
three civil brawls, bred of an airy
if ever you disturb our streets again, your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
where are the vile beginners of this fray?
benvolio, who began this bloody fray?
romeo slew him, he slew mercutio. who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?
and for that offence immediately we do exile him.
i will be deaf to pleading and
let romeo hence in haste, else, when he is found that hour is his last.
bear hence this body and attend our will. mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
hold! hold!
romeo, come forth, come forth.
bring forth these enemies montague and capulet.
hold! go not forth!
see what a scourge is laid upon your hate, that heaven finds means to kill your joys with love; and i, for winking at your discords too, have lost a brace of kinsmen. all are punished.