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<PLAYTITLE>The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet</PLAYTITLE>

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<PERSONAE>

<PERSONA>ESCALUS, prince of Verona. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>PARIS, a young nobleman, kinsman to the prince.</PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>MONTAGUE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>CAPULET</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>heads of two houses at variance with each other.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>An old man, cousin to Capulet. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ROMEO, son to Montague.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>MERCUTIO, kinsman to the prince, and friend to Romeo.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>BENVOLIO, nephew to Montague, and friend to Romeo.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>TYBALT, nephew to Lady Capulet.</PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>FRIAR LAURENCE</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>FRIAR JOHN</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>Franciscans.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>BALTHASAR, servant to Romeo.</PERSONA>

<PGROUP>
<PERSONA>SAMPSON</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>GREGORY</PERSONA>
<GRPDESCR>servants to Capulet.</GRPDESCR>
</PGROUP>

<PERSONA>PETER, servant to Juliet's nurse.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>ABRAHAM, servant to Montague.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>An Apothecary. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Three Musicians.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Page to Paris; another Page; an officer.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LADY MONTAGUE, wife to Montague.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>LADY CAPULET, wife to Capulet.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>JULIET, daughter to Capulet.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Nurse to Juliet. </PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Citizens of Verona; several Men and Women, relations to both houses; Maskers, Guards, Watchmen, and Attendants.</PERSONA>
<PERSONA>Chorus.</PERSONA>
</PERSONAE>

<SCNDESCR>SCENE  Verona: Mantua.</SCNDESCR>

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<PLAYSUBT>ROMEO AND JULIET</PLAYSUBT>

<ACT><TITLE>ACT I</TITLE>

<PROLOGUE><TITLE>PROLOGUE</TITLE>
<SPEECH><SPEAKER></SPEAKER>
<LINE>Two households, both alike in dignity,</LINE>
<LINE>In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,</LINE>
<LINE>From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,</LINE>
<LINE>Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.</LINE>
<LINE>From forth the fatal loins of these two foes</LINE>
<LINE>A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;</LINE>
<LINE>Whole misadventured piteous overthrows</LINE>
<LINE>Do with their death bury their parents' strife.</LINE>
<LINE>The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,</LINE>
<LINE>And the continuance of their parents' rage,</LINE>
<LINE>Which, but their children's end, nought could remove,</LINE>
<LINE>Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;</LINE>
<LINE>The which if you with patient ears attend,</LINE>
<LINE>What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.</LINE>
</SPEECH>
</PROLOGUE>

<SCENE><TITLE>SCENE I.  Verona. A public place.</TITLE>
<STAGEDIR>Enter SAMPSON and GREGORY, of the house of Capulet,
armed with swords and bucklers</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Gregory, o' my word, we'll not carry coals.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, for then we should be colliers.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, while you live, draw your neck out o' the collar.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I strike quickly, being moved.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>But thou art not quickly moved to strike.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A dog of the house of Montague moves me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>To move is to stir; and to be valiant is to stand:</LINE>
<LINE>therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st away.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A dog of that house shall move me to stand: I will</LINE>
<LINE>take the wall of any man or maid of Montague's.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes</LINE>
<LINE>to the wall.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>True; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels,</LINE>
<LINE>are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push</LINE>
<LINE>Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids</LINE>
<LINE>to the wall.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I</LINE>
<LINE>have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the</LINE>
<LINE>maids, and cut off their heads.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>The heads of the maids?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads;</LINE>
<LINE>take it in what sense thou wilt.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>They must take it in sense that feel it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: and</LINE>
<LINE>'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou</LINE>
<LINE>hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes</LINE>
<LINE>two of the house of the Montagues.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>How! turn thy back and run?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Fear me not.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, marry; I fear thee!</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as</LINE>
<LINE>they list.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them;</LINE>
<LINE>which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ABRAHAM</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do bite my thumb, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ABRAHAM</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE><STAGEDIR>Aside to GREGORY</STAGEDIR>  Is the law of our side, if I say</LINE>
<LINE>ay?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I</LINE>
<LINE>bite my thumb, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Do you quarrel, sir?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ABRAHAM</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Quarrel sir! no, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ABRAHAM</SPEAKER>
<LINE>No better.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Well, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>GREGORY</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Yes, better, sir.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>ABRAHAM</SPEAKER>
<LINE>You lie.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>SAMPSON</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<STAGEDIR>They fight</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter BENVOLIO</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BENVOLIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Part, fools!</LINE>
<LINE>Put up your swords; you know not what you do.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<STAGEDIR>Beats down their swords</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter TYBALT</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TYBALT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?</LINE>
<LINE>Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BENVOLIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword,</LINE>
<LINE>Or manage it to part these men with me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>TYBALT</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word,</LINE>
<LINE>As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee:</LINE>
<LINE>Have at thee, coward!</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<STAGEDIR>They fight</STAGEDIR>
<STAGEDIR>Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray;
then enter Citizens, with clubs</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>First Citizen</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down!</LINE>
<LINE>Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues!</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPULET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY CAPULET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>CAPULET</SPEAKER>
<LINE>My sword, I say! Old Montague is come,</LINE>
<LINE>And flourishes his blade in spite of me.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Enter MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MONTAGUE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go.</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>LADY MONTAGUE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Enter PRINCE, with Attendants</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>PRINCE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace,</LINE>
<LINE>Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,--</LINE>
<LINE>Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts,</LINE>
<LINE>That quench the fire of your pernicious rage</LINE>
<LINE>With purple fountains issuing from your veins,</LINE>
<LINE>On pain of torture, from those bloody hands</LINE>
<LINE>Throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground,</LINE>
<LINE>And hear the sentence of your moved prince.</LINE>
<LINE>Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word,</LINE>
<LINE>By thee, old Capulet, and Montague,</LINE>
<LINE>Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets,</LINE>
<LINE>And made Verona's ancient citizens</LINE>
<LINE>Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments,</LINE>
<LINE>To wield old partisans, in hands as old,</LINE>
<LINE>Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate:</LINE>
<LINE>If ever you disturb our streets again,</LINE>
<LINE>Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.</LINE>
<LINE>For this time, all the rest depart away:</LINE>
<LINE>You Capulet; shall go along with me:</LINE>
<LINE>And, Montague, come you this afternoon,</LINE>
<LINE>To know our further pleasure in this case,</LINE>
<LINE>To old Free-town, our common judgment-place.</LINE>
<LINE>Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.</LINE>
</SPEECH>


<STAGEDIR>Exeunt all but MONTAGUE, LADY MONTAGUE, and BENVOLIO</STAGEDIR>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>MONTAGUE</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Who set this ancient quarrel new abroach?</LINE>
<LINE>Speak, nephew, were you by when it began?</LINE>
</SPEECH>

<SPEECH>
<SPEAKER>BENVOLIO</SPEAKER>
<LINE>Here were the servants of your adversary,</LINE>
<LINE>And yours, close fighting ere I did approach:</LINE>
<LINE>I drew to part them: in the instant came</LINE>
<LINE>The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared,</LINE>
<LINE>Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears,</LINE>
<LINE>He swung about his head and cut the winds,</LINE>
<LINE>Who nothing hurt withal hiss'd him in scorn:</LINE>