Follow me close, for I will speak to them.Gentlemen, good e'en. A word with one of you.
Tybalt, the reason that I have to lovethee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage to such a greeting. Villain am I none. Therefore, farewell. Isee tou know'st me not.
Romeo, the love I bear thee can afford no beeter term than this: thou art a villain.
Good King of Cats, nothing but one of your nine lives, that I mean to make bold withal, and, as you shall use me hereafter, dry-beat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out.
What wouldst thou have with me?
Help me into some house, Benvolio, Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me. I have it, And soundly too. Your houses!
This shall determine that.
Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here Shalt with him hence.