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ACT III IT

Scene I IT

Enter Mercutio, Benvolio and Men.

BENVOLIO

I pray thee, good Mercutio, let’s retire;
The day is hot, the Capels are abroad,
And if we meet we shall not ’scape a brawl,
For now these hot days is the mad blood stirring.

MERCUT IO

Thou art like one of these fellows that, when [5] he enters the confines of
a tavern, claps me his sword upon the table and says ‘God send me no
need of thee!’ and by the operation of the second cup draws him on the
drawer, when indeed there is no need.

BENVOLIO

Am I like such a fellow? [10]

MERCUT IO

Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as any in Italy; and as
soon moved to be moody, and as soon moody to be moved.

BENVOLIO

And what to?

MERCUT IO

Nay, and there were two such, we should [15] have none shortly, for one
would kill the other. Thou? Why, thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a
hair more or a hair less in his beard than thou bast. Thou wilt quarrel with
a man for cracking nuts, having no other reason but because thou hast
hazel eyes. What eye but [20] such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?
Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat, and yet thy head
hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarrelling. Thou hast quarrelled