Scene 2 act 1, scene 1b

[Montague house, or a street. LORD & LADY MONTAGUE, BENVOLIO]

MONTAGUE² [to Benvolio] LADY MONTAGUE¹ 1.1.106
Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach? in action again
Speak, nephew, were you by when it began? nearby

BENVOLIO 1.1.108
Here were the servants of your adversary,
And yours, close fighting ere I did approach. before
I drew to part them. In the instant came
The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared, fiery-tempered, drawn
Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,
He swung about his head and cut the winds
Who, nothing hurt withal, hissed him in scorn. not hurting anyone
While we were interchanging thrusts and blows,
Came more and more and fought on part and part, people, on each side
Till the Prince came, who parted either part. both sides

LADY MONTAGUE 1.1.118
O, where is Romeo? Saw you him today?
Right glad I am he was not at this fray. fight

BENVOLIO 1.1.120
Madam, an hour before the worshipped sun
Peered forth the golden window of the east, from
A troubled mind drove⁺ me to walk abroad, drave³, around
Where, underneath the grove of sycamore
That westward rooteth from the city's side, grows west of the city
So early walking did I see your son. 1.1.125
Towards him I made, but he was ' ware of me walked, aware
And stole into the covert of the wood. hid in the woods
I, measuring his affections by my² own, guessing, mood, mine¹
Which then most sought where most might not be found, wanted to be
Being one too many by my weary self, not wanting company
Pursued my humor ² not pursuing his, followed, honor^1,5: mood, questioning
And gladly shunned who gladly fled from me. avoided him

LADY MONTAGUE MONTAGUE 1.1.134
Many a morning hath he there been seen,
With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew, adding to
Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs.
But all so soon as the all-cheering sun as soon as
Should in the furthest east begin to draw
The shady curtains from Aurora 's bed, god of dawn
Away from the light steals home my heavy son, comes home, sad 1.1.140
And private in his chamberpens himself, bedroom, locks
Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out,
And makes himself an artificial night.

MONTAGUE
Black and portentous must this humor prove, foreboding, mood
Unless good counsel may the cause remove. advice, remove the cause

BENVOLIO 1.1.146
My noble uncle, do you know the cause?

MONTAGUE 1.1.147
I neither know it nor can learn of him. learn it from him

BENVOLIO 1.1.148
Have you importuned him by any means? questioned

MONTAGUE 1.1.149
Both by myself and many other friends.
But he, his³ own affections ' counselor, mood's
Is to himself —I will not say how true — keeps to himself, true to himself
But to himself so secret and so close, only, closed
So far from sounding and discovery, reasoning, understanding
As is the bud bit with an envious worm vicious
Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, before it, its
Or dedicate his beauty to the sun⁺. same²
Could we but learn from whence his sorrows grow, if we could only, where
We would as willingly give cure as know.

[ROMEO enters]

BENVOLIO 1.1.159
Seewhere he comes. So please you, step aside. look, he's coming
I'll know his grievance or be much denied. the cause of his distress

MONTAGUE 1.1.161
I would thou wert so happy by thy stay wish, successful
To hear true shrift. —Come, madam, let's away. confessions

[They exit]

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