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SCENE I. A public place.

 

Enter MERCUTIO, BENVOLIO, Page, and Servants

BENVOLIO

I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire:
The day is hot, the Capulets abroad,
And, if we meet, we shall not scape a brawl;
For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring.

MERCUTIO

Thou art like one of those fellows that when he
enters the confines of a tavern claps me his sword
upon the table and says 'God send me no need of
thee!' and by the operation of the second cup draws
it on the drawer, when indeed there is no need.

BENVOLIO

Am I like such a fellow?

MERCUTIO

Come, come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood as
any in Italy, and as soon moved to be moody, and as
soon moody to be moved.

BENVOLIO

And what to?

MERCUTIO

Nay, an there were two such, we should have none
shortly, for one would kill the other. Thou! why,
thou wilt quarrel with a man that hath a hair more,
or a hair less, in his beard, than thou hast: thou
wilt quarrel with a man for cracking nuts, having no
other reason but because thou hast hazel eyes: what
eye but such an eye would spy out such a quarrel?
Thy head is as fun of quarrels as an egg is full of
meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as
an egg for quarrelling: thou hast quarrelled with a
man for coughing in the street, because he hath
wakened thy dog that hath lain asleep in the sun:
didst thou not fall out with a tailor for wearing
his new doublet before Easter? with another, for
tying his new shoes with old riband? and yet thou
wilt tutor me from quarrelling!

BENVOLIO

An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man
should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter.

MERCUTIO

The fee-simple! O simple!

BENVOLIO

By my head, here come the Capulets.

MERCUTIO

By my heel, I care not.

Enter TYBALT and others

TYBALT

Follow me close, for I will speak to them.
Gentlemen, good den: a word with one of you.

MERCUTIO

And but one word with one of us? couple it with
something; make it a word and a blow.

TYBALT

You shall find me apt enough to that, sir, an you
will give me occasion.

MERCUTIO

Could you not take some occasion without giving?

TYBALT

Mercutio, thou consort'st with Romeo,--

MERCUTIO

Consort! what, dost thou make us minstrels? an
thou make minstrels of us, look to hear nothing but
discords: here's my fiddlestick; here's that shall
make you dance. 'Zounds, consort!

BENVOLIO

We talk here in the public haunt of men:
Either withdraw unto some private place,
And reason coldly of your grievances,
Or else depart; here all eyes gaze on us.

MERCUTIO

Men's eyes were made to look, and let them gaze;
I will not budge for no man's pleasure, I.

Enter ROMEO

TYBALT

Well, peace be with you, sir: here comes my man.

MERCUTIO

But I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery:
Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower;
Your worship in that sense may call him 'man.'

TYBALT

Romeo, the hate I bear thee can afford
No better term than this,--thou art a villain.

ROMEO

Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee
Doth much excuse the appertaining rage
To such a greeting: villain am I none;
Therefore farewell; I see thou know'st me not.

TYBALT

Boy, this shall not excuse the injuries
That thou hast done me; therefore turn and draw.

ROMEO

I do protest, I never injured thee,
But love thee better than thou canst devise,
Till thou shalt know the reason of my love:
And so, good Capulet,--which name I tender
As dearly as my own,--be satisfied.

MERCUTIO

O calm, dishonourable, vile submission!
Alla stoccata carries it away.

Draws

Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk?

TYBALT

What wouldst thou have with me?

MERCUTIO

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, drybeat the rest of the
eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher
by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your
ears ere it be out.

TYBALT

I am for you.

Drawing

ROMEO

Gentle Mercutio, put thy rapier up.

MERCUTIO

Come, sir, your passado.

They fight

ROMEO

Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons.
Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage!
Tybalt, Mercutio, the prince expressly hath
Forbidden bandying in Verona streets:
Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio!

TYBALT under ROMEO's arm stabs MERCUTIO, and flies with his followers

MERCUTIO

I am hurt.
A plague o' both your houses! I am sped.
Is he gone, and hath nothing?

BENVOLIO

What, art thou hurt?

MERCUTIO

Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch; marry, 'tis enough.
Where is my page? Go, villain, fetch a surgeon.

Exit Page

ROMEO

Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much.

MERCUTIO

No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a
church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve: ask for
me to-morrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I
am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o'
both your houses! 'Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a
cat, to scratch a man to death! a braggart, a
rogue, a villain, that fights by the book of
arithmetic! Why the devil came you between us? I
was hurt under your arm.

ROMEO

I thought all for the best.

MERCUTIO

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!

Exeunt MERCUTIO and BENVOLIO

ROMEO

This gentleman, the prince's near ally,
My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt
In my behalf; my reputation stain'd
With Tybalt's slander,--Tybalt, that an hour
Hath been my kinsman! O sweet Juliet,
Thy beauty hath made me effeminate
And in my temper soften'd valour's steel!

Re-enter BENVOLIO

BENVOLIO

O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead!
That gallant spirit hath aspired the clouds,
Which too untimely here did scorn the earth.

ROMEO

This day's black fate on more days doth depend;
This but begins the woe, others must end.

BENVOLIO

Here comes the furious Tybalt back again.

ROMEO

Alive, in triumph! and Mercutio slain!
Away to heaven, respective lenity,
And fire-eyed fury be my conduct now!

Re-enter TYBALT

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.

TYBALT

Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here,
Shalt with him hence.

ROMEO

This shall determine that.

They fight; TYBALT falls

BENVOLIO

Romeo, away, be gone!
The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.
Stand not amazed: the prince will doom thee death,
If thou art taken: hence, be gone, away!

ROMEO

O, I am fortune's fool!

BENVOLIO

Why dost thou stay?

Exit ROMEO

Enter Citizens, & c

First Citizen

Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?
Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he?

BENVOLIO

There lies that Tybalt.

First Citizen

Up, sir, go with me;
I charge thee in the princes name, obey.

Enter Prince, attended; MONTAGUE, CAPULET, their Wives, and others

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.

LADY CAPULET

Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!
O prince! O cousin! husband! O, the blood is spilt
O my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,
For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!

PRINCE

Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?

BENVOLIO

Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay;
Romeo that spoke him fair, bade him bethink
How nice the quarrel was, and urged withal
Your high displeasure: all this uttered
With gentle breath, calm look, knees humbly bow'd,
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
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,
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,
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.

LADY CAPULET

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;
Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.

PRINCE

Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio;
Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe?

MONTAGUE

Not Romeo, prince, he was Mercutio's friend;
His fault concludes but what the law should end,
The life of Tybalt.

PRINCE

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 a-bleeding;
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,
Else, when he's found, that hour is his last.
Bear hence this body and attend our will:
Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill.

Exeunt

 

茂丘西奥、班伏里奥、侍童及若干仆人上。

班伏里奥好茂丘西奥,咱们还是回去吧。天这么热,凯普莱特家里的人满街都是,要是碰到了他们,又免不了吵架;因为在这种热天气里,一个人的脾气最容易暴躁起来。

茂丘西奥你就像这么一种家伙,跑进了酒店的门,把剑在桌子上一放,说,“上帝保佑我不要用到你!”等到两杯喝罢,却无缘无故拿起剑来跟酒保吵架。

班伏里奥我难道是这样一种人吗?

茂丘西奥得啦得啦,你的坏脾气比得上意大利无论哪一个人;动不动就要生气,一生气就要乱动。

班伏里奥再以后怎样呢?

茂丘西奥哼!要是有两个像你这样的人碰在一起,结果总会一个也没有,因为大家都要把对方杀死了方肯罢休。你!嘿,你会因为人家比你多一根或是少一根胡须,就跟人家吵架。瞧见人家剥栗子,你也会跟他闹翻,你的理由只是因为你有一双栗色的眼睛。除了生着这样一双眼睛的人以外,谁还会像这样吹毛求疵地去跟人家寻事?你的脑袋里装满了惹事招非的念头,正像鸡蛋里装满了蛋黄蛋白,虽然为了惹事招非的缘故,你的脑袋曾经给人打得像个坏蛋一样。你曾经为了有人在街上咳了一声嗽而跟他吵架,因为他咳醒了你那条在太阳底下睡觉的狗。不是有一次你因为看见一个裁缝在复活节以前穿起他的新背心来,所以跟他大闹吗?不是还有一次因为他用旧带子系他的新鞋子,所以又跟他大闹吗?现在你却要教我不要跟人家吵架!

班伏里奥要是我像你一样爱吵架,不消一时半刻,我的性命早就卖给人家了。

茂丘西奥性命卖给人家!哼,算了吧!

班伏里奥嗳哟!凯普莱特家里的人来了。

茂丘西奥啊唷!我不在乎。

提伯尔特及余人等上。

提伯尔特你们跟着我不要走开,等我去向他们说话。两位晚安!我要跟你们中间无论哪一位说句话儿。

茂丘西奥您只要跟我们两人中间的一个人讲一句话吗?再来点儿别的吧。要是您愿意在一句话以外,再跟我们较量一两手,那我们倒愿意奉陪。

提伯尔特只要您给我一个理由,您就会知道我也不是个怕事的人。

茂丘西奥您不会自己想出一个什么理由来吗?

提伯尔特茂丘西奥,你陪着罗密欧到处乱闯——

茂丘西奥到处拉唱!怎么!你把我们当作一群沿街卖唱的人吗?你要是把我们当作沿街卖唱的人,那么我们倒要请你听一点儿不大好听的声音;这就是我的提琴上的拉弓,拉一拉就要叫你跳起舞来。他妈的!到处拉唱!

班伏里奥这儿来往的人太多,讲话不大方便,最好还是找个清静一点的地方去谈谈;要不然大家别闹意气,有什么过不去的事平心静气理论理论;否则各走各的路,也就完了,别让这么许多人的眼睛瞧着我们。

茂丘西奥人们生着眼睛总要瞧,让他们瞧去好了;我可不能为着别人高兴离开这块地方。

罗密欧上。

提伯尔特好,我的人来了;我不跟你吵。

茂丘西奥他又不吃你的饭,不穿你的衣,怎么是你的人?可是他虽然不是你的跟班,要是你拔脚逃起来,他倒一定会紧紧跟住你的。

提伯尔特罗密欧,我对你的仇恨使我只能用一个名字称呼你——你是一个恶贼!

罗密欧提伯尔特,我跟你无冤无恨,你这样无端挑衅,我本来是不能容忍的,可是因为我有必须爱你的理由,所以也不愿跟你计较了。我不是恶贼;再见,我看你还不知道我是个什么人。

提伯尔特小子,你冒犯了我,现在可不能用这种花言巧语掩饰过去;赶快回过身子,拔出剑来吧。

罗密欧我可以郑重声明,我从来没有冒犯过你,而且你想不到我是怎样爱你,除非你知道了我所以爱你的理由。所以,好凯普莱特——我尊重这一个姓氏,就像尊重我自己的姓氏一样——咱们还是讲和了吧。

茂丘西奥哼,好丢脸的屈服!只有武力才可以洗去这种耻辱。(拔剑)提伯尔特,你这捉耗子的猫儿,你愿意跟我决斗吗?

提伯尔特你要我跟你干么?

茂丘西奥好猫精,听说你有九条性命,我只要取你一条命,留下那另外八条,等以后再跟你算账。快快拔出你的剑来,否则莫怪无情,我的剑就要临到你的耳朵边了。

提伯尔特(拔剑)好,我愿意奉陪。

罗密欧好茂丘西奥,收起你的剑。

茂丘西奥来,来,来,我倒要领教领教你的剑法。(二人互斗。)

罗密欧班伏里奥,拔出剑来,把他们的武器打下来。两位老兄,这算什么?快别闹啦!提伯尔特,茂丘西奥,亲王已经明令禁止在维洛那的街道上斗殴。住手,提伯尔特!好茂丘西奥!(提伯尔特及其党徒下。)

茂丘西奥我受伤了。你们这两家倒霉的人家!我已经完啦。他不带一点伤就去了吗?

班伏里奥啊!你受伤了吗?

茂丘西奥嗯,嗯,擦破了一点儿;可是也够受的了。我的侍童呢?你这家伙,快去找个外科医生来。(侍童下。)

罗密欧放心吧,老兄;这伤口不算十分厉害。

茂丘西奥是的,它没有一口井那么深,也没有一扇门那么阔,可是这一点伤也就够要命了;要是你明天找我,就到坟墓里来看我吧。我这一生是完了。你们这两家倒霉的人家!他妈的!狗、耗子、猫儿,都会咬得死人!这个说大话的家伙,这个混帐东西,打起架来也要按照着数学的公式!谁叫你把身子插了进来?都是你把我拉住了,我才受了伤。

罗密欧我完全是出于好意。

茂丘西奥班伏里奥,快把我扶进什么屋子里去,不然我就要晕过去了。你们这两家倒霉的人家!我已经死在你们手里了。——你们这两家人家!(茂丘西奥,班伏里奥同下。)

罗密欧他是亲王的近亲,也是我的好友;如今他为了我的缘故受到了致命的重伤。提伯尔特杀死了我的朋友,又毁谤了我的名誉,虽然他在一小时以前还是我的亲人。亲爱的朱丽叶啊!你的美丽使我变成懦弱,磨钝了我的勇气的锋刃!

班伏里奥重上。

班伏里奥啊,罗密欧,罗密欧!勇敢的茂丘西奥死了;他已经撒手离开尘世,他的英魂已经升上天庭了!

罗密欧今天这一场意外的变故,怕要引起日后的灾祸。

提伯尔特重上。

班伏里奥暴怒的提伯尔特又来了。

罗密欧茂丘西奥死了,他却耀武扬威活在人世!现在我只好抛弃一切顾忌,不怕伤了亲戚的情分,让眼睛里喷出火焰的愤怒支配着我的行动了!提伯尔特,你刚才骂我恶贼,我要你把这两个字收回去;茂丘西奥的阴魂就在我们头上,他在等着你去跟他作伴;我们两个人中间必须有一个人去陪陪他,要不然就是两人一起死。

提伯尔特你这该死的小子,你生前跟他做朋友,死后也去陪他吧!

罗密欧这柄剑可以替我们决定谁死谁生。(二人互斗;提伯尔特倒下。)

班伏里奥罗密欧,快走!市民们都已经被这场争吵惊动了,提伯尔特又死在这儿。别站着发怔;要是你给他们捉住了,亲王就要判你死刑。快去吧!快去吧!

罗密欧唉!我是受命运玩弄的人。

班伏里奥你为什么还不走?(罗密欧下。)

市民等上。

市民甲杀死茂丘西奥的那个人逃到哪儿去了?那凶手提伯尔特逃到什么地方去了?

班伏里奥躺在那边的就是提伯尔特。

市民甲先生,起来吧,请你跟我去。我用亲王的名义命令你服从。

亲王率侍从;蒙太古夫妇、凯普莱特夫妇及余人等上。

亲王这一场争吵的肇祸的罪魁在什么地方?

班伏里奥啊,尊贵的亲王!我可以把这场流血的争吵的不幸的经过向您从头告禀。躺在那边的那个人,就是把您的亲戚,勇敢的茂丘西奥杀死的人,他现在已经被年轻的罗密欧杀死了。

凯普莱特夫人提伯尔特,我的侄儿!啊,我的哥哥的孩子!亲王啊!侄儿啊!丈夫啊!嗳哟!我的亲爱的侄儿给人杀死了!殿下,您是正直无私的,我们家里流的血,应当用蒙太古家里流的血来报偿。嗳哟,侄儿啊!侄儿啊!

亲王班伏里奥,是谁开始这场血斗的?

班伏里奥死在这儿的提伯尔特,他是被罗密欧杀死的。罗密欧很诚恳地劝告他,叫他想一想这种争吵多么没意思,并且也提起您的森严的禁令。他用温和的语调、谦恭的态度,陪着笑脸向他反复劝解,可是提伯尔特充耳不闻,一味逞着他的骄横,拔出剑来就向勇敢的茂丘西奥胸前刺了过去;茂丘西奥也动了怒气,就和他两下交锋起来,自恃着本领高强,满不在乎地一手挡开了敌人致命的剑锋,一手向提伯尔特还刺过去,提伯尔特眼明手快,也把它挡开了。那个时候罗密欧就高声喊叫,“住手,朋友;两下分开!”说时迟,来时快,他的敏捷的腕臂已经打下了他们的利剑,他就插身在他们两人中间;谁料提伯尔特怀着毒心,冷不防打罗密欧的手臂下面刺了一剑过去,竟中了茂丘西奥的要害,于是他就逃走了。等了一会儿他又回来找罗密欧,罗密欧这时候正是满腔怒火,就像闪电似的跟他打起来,我还来不及拔剑阻止他们,勇猛的提伯尔特已经中剑而死,罗密欧见他倒在地上,也就转身逃走了。我所说的句句都是真话,倘有虚言,愿受死刑。

凯普莱特夫人他是蒙太古家的亲戚,他说的话都是徇着私情,完全是假的。他们一共有二十来个人参加这场恶斗,二十个人合力谋害一个人的生命。殿下,我要请您主持公道,罗密欧杀死了提伯尔特,罗密欧必须抵命。

亲王罗密欧杀了他,他杀了茂丘西奥;茂丘西奥的生命应当由谁抵偿?

蒙太古殿下,罗密欧不应该偿他的命;他是茂丘西奥的朋友,他的过失不过是执行了提伯尔特依法应处的死刑。

亲王为了这一个过失,我现在宣布把他立刻放逐出境。你们双方的憎恨已经牵涉到我的身上,在你们残暴的斗殴中,已经流下了我的亲人的血;可是我要给你们一个重重的惩罚,儆戒儆戒你们的将来。我不要听任何的请求辩护,哭泣和祈祷都不能使我枉法徇情,所以不用想什么挽回的办法,赶快把罗密欧遣送出境吧;不然的话,我们什么时候发现他,就在什么时候把他处死。把这尸体抬去,不许违抗我的命令;对杀人的凶手不能讲慈悲,否则就是鼓励杀人了。(同下。)