Scene 15 act 3, scene 1b

CITIZEN [enter] 3.1.144
Which way ran he that killed Mercutio?
Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?

BENVOLIO 3.1.146
There lies that Tybalt.

CITIZEN Up, sir, go with me. 3.1.147
I charge thee in the Prince's name, obey!

[PRINCE & Attendants, LORD & LADY MONTAGUE, LORD & LADY CAPULET,
and Others enter]

PRINCE 3.1.149
Where are the vile beginners of this fray? fight

BENVOLIO 3.1.150
O noble Prince, I can discover all explain
The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl. details
There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,
That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio.

LADY CAPULET 3.1.154
Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child! relative

PRINCE 3.1.159
Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?

BENVOLIO
An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life vicious 3.1.177
Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled, brave
But by and by comes back to Romeo, soon
Who had but newly entertained revenge, only then considered
And to't they go like lightning, for, ere I before
Could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain, bold
And as he fell did Romeo turn and fly. flee
This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. I swear on my life

Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay. 3.1.160

LADY CAPULET 3.1.185
He is a kinsman to the Montague.
Affection makes him false; he speaks not true! lie
Some twenty of them fought in this black strife, feud
And all those twenty could but kill one life. only

O Prince! O cousin! Husband! O, the blood is spilt
Of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true, fair 3.1.156
For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague! take
O cousin, cousin!

BENVOLIO

Retorts it. Romeo he cries aloud, avoids 3.1.172
"Hold, friends! Friends, part!" and swifter than his tongue
His agile¹ arm beats down their fatal points, knocks aside, swords
And 'twixt them rushes, {but} underneath whose arm rushes between them

Romeo, that spoke him fair, bade⁺ him bethink politely to him, bid², reminded him 3.1.161
How nice the quarrel was, and urged withal trivial,
Your high displeasure. All this utterèd reminded him you'd be angry
With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bowed, on bent knee
Could not take truce with the unruly spleen calm down, temper 3.1.165
Of Tybalt, deaf to peace, but that he tilts thrusts
With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast,
Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point, angry, draws his sword
And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beats military skill,
Cold death aside and with the other sends defends against death 3.1.170
It back to Tybalt, whose dexterity skill

LADY CAPULET
I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give. 3.1.189
Romeo slew Tybalt. Romeo must not live!

PRINCE 3.1.191
Romeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.
Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Mercutio's

MONTAGUE⁴ 3.1.193
Not Romeo, Prince, he was Mercutio's friend.
His fault concludes but what the law should end: crime, only
The life of Tybalt.

PRINCE And for that offence 3.1.196
Immediately we do exile him hence. banish him from Verona
I have an interest in your hate's¹ proceeding: hearts'²
My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding. relative, barbaric
But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine punish, heavy 3.1.200
That you shall all repent the loss of mine! regret

CAPULET
{Noble Prince—}

PRINCE
I¹ will be deaf to pleading and excuses.
Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses. buy your way out of this
Therefore use none! Let Romeo hence in haste, go away
Else, when he's found, that hour is his last! 3.1.205
Bear hence this body and attend our will. carry away, come to hear more
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. just causes more
{Romeo is banished!}

[All exit]

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