Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 511 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
TWo household Friends alike in dignity, (In fair Verona, where we lay our Scene) From civil broils broke into enmity, Whose civil war makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, A pair of star-crossed Lovers took their life: Whose misadventures, piteous overthrows, (Through the continuing of their Father's strife, And death-markt passage of their Parent's rage) Is now the two hours traffic of our Stage. The which if you with patiented ears attend▪ What here we want we'll study to amend. GRegorie, of my word Ile carry no coals. No, for if you do, you should be a Collier. If I be in choler, I'll draw. Ever while you live, draw your neck out of the the collar. I strike quickly being moved. I, but you are not quickly moved to strike. A Dog of the house of the Mountagues moves me. To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand to it: therefore (of my word) if thou be moved thou'lt run away. There's not a man of them I meet, but I'll take the wall of. That shows thee a weakling, for the weakest goes to the wall. That's true, therefore I 'll thrust the men from the wall, and thrust the maids to the walls: nay, thou shalt see I am a tall piece of flesh. 'tis well thou art not fish, for if thou wert thou wouldst be but poor Iohn. I'll play the tyrant, I'll first begin with the maids, & off with their heads. The heads of the maids? I the heads of their Maids, or the Maiden heads, take it in what sense thou wilt▪ Nay let them take it in sense that feel it, but here comes two of the Mountagues. Nay fear not me I warrant thee. I fear them no more than thee, but draw. Nay let us have the law on our side▪ let them begin first. I'll tell thee what I'll do, as I go by i'll bite my thumb, which is disgrace enough if they suffer it. Content, go thou by and bite thy thumb, and i'll come after and frown. Do you bite your thumb at us? I bite my thumb. I but is't at us? I bite my thumb, is the law on our side? No. I bite my thumb. I but is't at us? Say I, here comes my Master's kinsman. Rebellious subjects enemies to peace, On pain of torture, from those bloody hands Throw your mistempered weapons to the ground. Three Civil brawls bred of an airy word, By the old Capulet and Montague, Have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets. If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the ransom of your fault: For this time every man departed in peace. Come Capulet come you along with me, And Montague, come you this after noon, To know our farther pleasure in this case, To old free Town our common judgement place, Once more on pain of death each man departed.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
TVVo houshold Frends alike in dignitie, (In faire Verona, where we lay our Scene) From ciuill broyles broke into enmitie, VVhose ciuill warre makes ciuill hands vncleane. From forth the fatall loynes of these two foes, A paire of starre-crost Louers tooke their life: VVhose misaduentures, piteous ouerthrowes, (Through the continuing of their Fathers strife, And death-markt passage of their Parents rage) Is now the two howres traffique of our Stage. The which if you with patient eares attend▪ VVhat here we want wee'l studie to amend. GRegorie, of my word Il carrie no coales. No, for if you doo, you should be a Collier. If I be in choler, Ile draw. Euer while you liue, drawe your necke out of the the collar. I strike quickly being moou'd. I, but you are not quickly moou'd to strike. A Dog of the house of the Mountagues moues me. To mooue is to stirre, and to bee valiant is to stand to it: therefore (of my word) if thou be mooud thou't runne away. There's not a man of them I meete, but Ile take the wall of. That shewes thee a weakling, for the weakest goes to the wall. Thats true, therefore Il hrust the men from the wall, and thrust the maids to the walls: nay, thou shalt see I am a tall peece of flesh. Tis well thou art not fish, for if thou wert thou wouldst be but poore Iohn. Ile play the tyrant, Ile first begin with the maids, & off with their heads. The heads of the maids? I the heades of their Maides, or the Maiden heades, take it in what sence thou wilt▪ Nay let them take it in sence that feele it, but heere comes two of the Mountagues. Nay eare not me I warrant thee. I eare them no more than thee, but draw. Nay let vs haue the law on our side▪ let them begin first. Ile tell thee what Ile doo, as I goe by ile bite my thumbe, which is disgrace enough if they suffer it. Content, goe thou by and bite thy thumbe, and ile come after and frowne. Doo you bite your thumbe at vs? I bite my thumbe. I but i'st at vs? I bite my thumbe, is the law on our side? No. I bite my thumbe. I but i'st at vs? Say I, here comes my Masters kinsman. Rebellious biects enemies to peace, On paine of torture, from those bloody handes Throw your misempered weapons to the ground. Three Ciuell brawles bred of an airie word, By the old Capulet and Mountague, Haue thrice disturbd the quiet of our streets. If euer you disturbe our streets againe, Your liues shall pay the ransome of your fault: For this time euery man depart in peace. Come Capulet come you along with me, And Mountague, come you this after noone, To know our farther pleasure in this case, To old free Towne our common iudgement place, Once more on paine of death each man depart.