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Modern Translation
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Enter Benvolio.
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BEN:
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O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!
That gallant spirit hath aspir’d the clouds,
Which too untimely here did scorn the earth.
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BEN:
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O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio is dead!
That gallant spirit has gone into the clouds,
Which saw an untimely death here on earth.
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ROM:
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This day's black fate on more days doth depend;(120)
This but begins the woe others must end.
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ROM:
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This day's black fate depends on the days that follow.
This murder only begins the sorrow that others must end.
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Enter Tybalt.
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BEN:
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Here comes the furious Tybalt back again.
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BEN:
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Here comes the furious Tybalt back again.
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ROM:
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Alive in triumph, and Mercutio slain?
Away to heaven respective lenity,
And fire-ey'd fury be my conduct now!(125)
Now, Tybalt, take the ‘villain’ back again
That late thou gavest 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.(130)
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ROM:
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Alive in triumph! And Mercutio slain!
Gentleness, go away to heaven,
And fire-eyed fury be my guide now!
Now, Tybalt, take back again the word “villain”
That you just gave me; for Mercutio's soul
Is only a little way above our heads,
Waiting for yours to keep him company.
Either you or I, or both of us, must go with him.
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TYB:
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Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,
Shalt with him hence.
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TYB:
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You, wretched boy, that hung out with him here,
Will be with him there.
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ROM:
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This shall determine that.
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ROM:
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This fight shall determine that.
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They fight. Tybalt falls.
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BEN:
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Romeo, away, be gone!
The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.(135)
Stand not amaz'd. The Prince will doom thee death
If thou art taken. Hence, be gone, away!
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BEN:
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Romeo, leave, be gone!
The citizens are up, and Tybalt is dead.
Don’t stand there in shock. The prince will sentence you to death
If you are taken prisoner. Get going, get out of here, leave!
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ROM:
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O, I am fortune's fool!
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ROM:
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O, I am fool for the goddess of luck!
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BEN:
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Why dost thou stay?
Exit Romeo.
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BEN:
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Why do you stay?
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Enter Citizens.
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CITIZEN:
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Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?(140)
Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?
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CITIZEN:
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Which way did he who killed Mercutio run?
Tybalt, that murderer, which way did he run?
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BEN:
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There lies that Tybalt.
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BEN:
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There lies that same Tybalt.
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CITIZEN:
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Up, sir, go with me.
I charge thee in the Prince's name obey.
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CITIZEN:
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Come on, sir, go with me;
I charge you, in the prince's name, to obey.
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Enter Prince (attended), Old Montague, Capulet, their Wives, and others.
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PRINCE:
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Where are the vile beginners of this fray?(145)
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PRINCE:
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Where are the wicked beginners of this fight?
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BEN:
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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.
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BEN:
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O noble prince. I can tell you all about
The unlucky management of this fatal brawl.
There lies the man slain by young Romeo,
That killed your kinsman, brave Mercutio.
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LADY CAP:
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Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!(150)
O Prince! O husband! O, the blood is spill'd
Of my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,
For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!
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LADY CAP:
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Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!
O prince! O husband! O, the blood of my dear kinsman
is spilled! Prince, as you are true,
For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!
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PRINCE:
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Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?(155)
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PRINCE:
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Benvolio, who began this bloody fight?
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BEN:
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Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay.
Romeo, that spoke him fair, bid him bethink
How nice the quarrel was, and urg'd withal
Your high displeasure. All this, uttered
With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,(160)
Could not take truce with the unruly spleen
Of Tybalt deaf to peace, but that he tilts
With piercing steel at bold Mercutio's breast;
Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point,
And, with a martial scorn, with one hand beats(165)
Cold death aside and with the other sends
It back to Tybalt, whose dexterity
Retorts it. Romeo he cries aloud,
‘Hold, friends! friends, part!’ and swifter than his
tongue,(170)
His agile arm beats down their fatal points,
And 'twixt them rushes; underneath whose arm
An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life
Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled;
But by-and-by comes back to Romeo,(175)
Who had but newly entertain'd revenge,
And to't they go like lightning; for, ere I
Could draw to part them, was stout Tybalt slain;
And, as he fell, did Romeo turn and fly.
This is the truth, or let Benvolio die.(180)
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BEN:
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Tybalt, here killed, who was slain by Romeo’s hand.
Romeo spoke nicely to him, asked him to consider
How silly the quarrel was, and in addition, advised him of
Your high displeasure. All these things, uttered
With gentle breath, calm look, and knees humbly bent,
Could not stop the fight with Tybalt’s
Violent whim. He was deaf to peace, but then he rushes
With his piercing sword at bold Mercutio's breast;
Who, as angry as Tybalt, returns deadly blows point to point,
And, with a war-like grin, with one hand beats
Cold death aside, and with the other sends
It back to Tybalt, whose mental skills
Returns it. Romeo cries aloud,
”Stop, friends! Friends, move away!” and swifter than his words,
His agile arm beats down their fatal maneuvers,
And between them, rushes, underneath whose arm
An jealous thrust from Tybalt took the life
Of stout Mercutio, and then Tybalt fled.
But by-and-by, he comes back to Romeo,
Who had only now thought about getting revenge,
And they go at it like lightning, because before I
Could draw to separate them, stout Tybalt was killed,
And as he fell, Romeo turned and fled.
This is the truth, or let Benvolio die.
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LADY CAP:
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He is a kinsman to the Montague;
Affection makes him false, he speaks not true.
Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,
And all those twenty could but kill one life.
I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give.(185)
Romeo slew Tybalt; Romeo must not live.
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LADY CAP:
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He is a kinsman to the Montague,
Affection makes him lie. He doesn’t speak the truth.
Some twenty of them fought in this black fight,
And all those twenty could only take one life.
I beg for justice, which you, prince, must give;
Romeo killed Tybalt. Romeo must not live.
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PRINCE:
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Romeo slew him; he slew Mercutio.
Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?
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PRINCE:
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Romeo killed him; he killed Mercutio.
Who now owes the price of his dear blood?
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MON:
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Not Romeo, Prince; he was Mercutio's friend;
His fault concludes but what the law should end,(190)
The life of Tybalt.
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MON:
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Not Romeo, prince; he was Mercutio's friend;
His mistake finishes only what the law should end,
The life of Tybalt.
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PRINCE:
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And for that offence
Immediately we do exile him hence.
I have an interest in your hate's proceeding,
My blood for your rude brawls doth lie ableeding;(195)
But I'll amerce you with so strong a fine
That you shall all repent the loss of mine.
I will be deaf to pleading and excuses;
Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses.
Therefore use none. Let Romeo hence in haste,(200)
Else, when he is found, that hour is his last.
Bear hence this body, and attend our will.
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.
Exeunt.
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PRINCE:
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And for that offence
We immediately exile him from here.
I have an interest in your hate's proceeding,
My blood for your rude brawls lies there bleeding;
But I'll punish you with so strong a fine
That you shall all repent my loss.
I will be deaf to pleading and excuses,
Nor shall tears or prayers buy your way out.
Therefore, use none. Let Romeo go quickly away from here,
Or else, when he is found, that hour is his last.
Bear this body away, and wait for our instructions.
Mercy only murders us, pardoning those that kill.
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