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Romeo, away, be gone,
The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain!
Stand not amaz’d. The Prince will doom thee death
If thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away! [135]
ROMEO
O, I am fortune’s fool.
BENVOLIO
Why dost thou stay?
Exit Romeo.
Enter Citizens.
CIT IZEN
Which way ran he that kill’d Mercutio?
Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?
BENVOLIO
There lies that Tybalt.
CIT IZEN
Up, sir, go with me.
I charge thee in thee Prince’s name obey. [140]
Enter Prince, Montague, Capulet, their Wives and All.
PRINCE
Where are the vile beginners of this fray?
BENVOLIO
O noble Prince, I can discover all
The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl.
There lies the man, slain by young Romeo,
That slew thy kinsman brave Mercutio. [145]
LADY CAPULET
Tybalt, my cousin, O my brother’s child!
O Prince, O husband, O, the blood is spill’d
Of my dear kinsman. Prince, as thou art true,
