Lords. Hold, hold, hold, hold! Auf. My noble masters, hear me speak. O Tullus! Auf. My lords, when you shall know (as in this rage, Myself your loyal servant, or endure 1 Lord. And mourn you for him. Bear from hence his body, Let him be regarded, As the most noble corse that ever herald Did follow to his urn. 2 Lord. His own impatience Takes from Aufidius a great part of blame. Auf. - Take him up: My rage is gone, Which to this hour bewail the injury, Yet he shall have a noble Assist. memory. [Exeunt, bearing the Body of CORIOLANUS. A dead March sounded. ROMEO AND JULIE T. DRAMATIS PERSONE. ESCALUS, Prince of Verona. ROMEO, Son to Montague. LADY MONTAGUE, Wife to Mon- LADY CAPULET, Wife to Capulet. Relations to both Houses; Maskers, SCENE, during the greater Part of the Play, in Verona: once, in the fifth Act, at Mantua. PROLOGUE. CHORUS. Two households, both alike in dignity, Do, with their death, bury their parents' strife. The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love, Which, but their children's end, nought could remove, What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend. ACT I. SCENE I. A public Place. Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, armed with Swords and Sam. Gregory, on my word, we 'll not carry coals. 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; therefore, if thou art moved, thou run'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. T is 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. 'T is all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be civil with the maids; I will cut off their heads. Gre. The heads of the maids? Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads; 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, 't is 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: quarrel, I will back thee. 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, if they bear it. Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Sam. I do bite my thumb, Sir. Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, Sir? Sam. Is the law of our side, if I say — ay? Gre. No. Sam. No, Sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, Sir; but I bite my thumb, Sir. 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. Enter BENVOLIO, at a Distance. Gre. Say-better: here comes one of my master's kinsmen. Sam. Yes, better, Sir. Abr. You lie. Sam. Draw, if you be men. swashing blow. -- Gregory, remember thy [They fight. |