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With Tybalt’s slander - Tybalt that an hour
Hath been my cousin. O sweet Juliet,
Thy beauty hath made me effeminate
And in my temper soften’d valour’s steel. [115]

Enter Benvolio.

BENVOLIO

O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead,
That gallant spirit hath aspir’d the clouds
Which too untimely here did scorn the earth.

ROMEO

This day’s black fate on mo’ days doth depend:
This but begins the woe others must end. [120]

Enter Tybalt.

BENVOLIO

Here comes the furious Tybalt back again.

ROMEO

Again, in triumph, and Mercutio slain.
Away to heaven respective lenity,
And fire-ey’d fury be my conduct now!
Now, Tybalt, take the ‘villain’ back again [125]
That late thou gav’st me, for Mercutio’s soul
Is but a little way above our heads,
Staying for thine to keep him company.
Either thou, or I, or both must go with him.

T Y BALT

Thou wretched boy, that didst consort him here, [130]
Shalt with him hence.

ROMEO

This shall determine that.

They fight. Tybalt falls.

BENVOLIO