Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
GRegory: A my word we'll not carry coals. No, for than we should be Collier's. I mean, if we be in choler, we'll draw. I, While you live, draw your neck out o' th' Collar. I strike quickly, being moved. But thou art not quickly moved to strike. A dog of the house of Montague, moves me. To move, is to stir: and to be valiant, is to stand: Therefore, if thou art moved, thou run'st away. A dog of that house shall move me to stand. I will take the wall of any Man or Maid of Mountagues. That shows thee a weak slave, for the weakest goes to the wall. True, and therefore women being the weaker Vessels, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Mountagues men from the wall, and thrust his Maids to the wall. The Quarrel is between our Masters, and us their men. 'Tis all one, I will show myself a tyrant: when I have fought with the men, I will be civil with the Maids, and cut off their heads. The heads of the Maids? I, the heads of the Maids, or their Maidenheads, Take it in what sense thou wilt. They must take it sense, that feel it. Me they shall feel while I am able to stand: And 'tis known I am a pretty piece of flesh. 'Tis well thou art not Fish: If thou hadst, thou hadst been poor Iohn. Draw thy Tool, here comes of the House of the Mountagues. My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee How? Turn thy back, and run. Fear me not. No marry: I fear thee. Let us take the Law of our sides: let them begin. I will frown as I pass by, & let them take it as they list Nay, as they dare. I will bite my Thumb at them, which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. Do you bite your Thumb at us sir? I do bite my Thumb, sir. Do you bite your Thumb at us, sir? Is the Law of our side, if I say I? No. No sir, I do not bite my Thumb at you sir: but I bite my Thumb sir. Do you quarrel sir? Quarrel sir? no sir. If you do sir, I am for you, I serve as good a man as you No better? Well sir. Say better: here comes one of my master's kinsmen. Yes, better. You Lye. Draw if you be men. Gregory, remember thy washing blow. Part Fools, put up your Swords, you know not what you do. What art thou drawn, among these heartless Hinds? Turn thee Benuolio, look upon thy death. I do but keep the peace, put up thy Sword, Or manage it to part these men with me.
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GRegory: A my word wee'l not carry coales. No, for then we ſhould be Colliars. I mean, if we be in choller, wee'l draw. I, While you liue, draw your necke out o' th Collar. I ſtrike quickly, being mou'd. But thou art not quickly mou'd to ſtrike. A dog of the houſe of Mountague, moues me. To moue, is to ſtir: and to be valiant, is to ſtand: Therefore, if thou art mou'd, thou runſt away. A dogge of that houſe ſhall moue me to ſtand. I will take the wall of any Man or Maid of Mountagues. That ſhewes thee a weake ſlaue, for the weakeſt goes to the wall. True, and therefore women being the weaker Veſſels, are euer thruſt to the wall: therefore I will puſh Mountagues men from the wall, and thruſt his Maides to the wall. The Quarrell is betweene our Maſters, and vs their men. 'Tis all one, I will ſhew my ſelfe a tyrant: when I haue fought with the men, I will bee ciuill with the Maids, and cut off their heads. The heads of the Maids? I, the heads of the Maids, or their Maiden-heads, Take it in what ſence thou wilt. They muſt take it ſence, that feele it▪ Me they ſhall feele while I am able to ſtand: And 'tis knowne I am a pretty peece of fleſh. 'Tis well thou art not Fiſh: If thou had'ſt, thou had'ſt beene poore Iohn. Draw thy Toole, here comes of the Houſe of the Mountagues. My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I wil back thee How? Turne thy backe, and run. Feare me not. No marry: I feare thee. Let vs take the Law of our ſides▪ let them begin. I wil frown as I paſſe by, & let thē take it as they liſt Nay, as they dare. I wil bite my Thumb at them, which is a diſgrace to them, if they beare it. Do you bite your Thumbe at vs ſir? I do bite my Thumbe, ſir. Do you bite your Thumb at vs, ſir? Is the Law of our ſide, if I ſay I? No. No ſir, I do not bite my Thumbe at you ſir: but I bite my Thumbe ſir. Do you quarrell ſir? Quarrell ſir? no ſir. If you do ſir, I am for you, I ſerue as good a man as you No better? Well ſir. Say better: here comes one of my maſters kinſmen. Yes, better. You Lye. Draw if you be men. Gregory, remember thy waſhing blow. Part Fooles, put vp your Swords, you know not what you do. What art thou drawne, among theſe heartleſſe Hindes? Turne thee Benuolio, looke vpon thy death. I do but keepe the peace, put vp thy Sword, Or manage it to part theſe men with me.