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TWO Houfholds, both alike in Dignity,
In fair Verona, (where we lay our Scene) From ancient Grudge break to new mutiny ;
Where civil blood makes 'civil bands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-croft lovers take their life; Whose mif-adventur'd piteous Overtbrows
Do, with their death, bury their Parent's strife. The fearful pasage of their death-mark'd love,
And the continuance of their Parent's rage,
Is now the two bours' traffick of our stage:
ESCALU S, Prince of Verona.
Two Lords, Enemies to each other.
Mantua ; during all the rest of the Play, in and near
Plot from a Novel of Bandello. Pope.
This novel is translated in Painters's Palace of Fleasure.
Editions of this Play. 1. 1597: John Danter,
1599. Tho. Crede for Cuthbert Burby.
3. 1637. R. Young for John Smethwick,
4. No date. John Smethwick, I have only the folio.
Romeo and JULIE T.
The Street, in Verona.
Enter Sampson and Gregory, (with swords and bucklers)
two servants of the Capulets.
REGORY, on my word, ' we'll not carry coals.
Greg. No, for then we should be colliers.
Sam. I mean, an' we be in Choler; we'll draw.
Greg. Ay, while you live, draw your Neck out of the Collar.
Sam. I strike quickly, being mov’d.
I we'll not carry coals.] A I do not certainly know the phrase then in use, to signify the meaning of the phrase, but it bearing injuries. WARBURTOŃ. seems rather to be to mother an.
This is positively told us; but ger, and to be used of a man if another critic shall as positive- who burns inwardly with relently deny it, where is the proof? ment, to which he gives no vent.
Sam. A dog of the House of Montague moves me.
Greg. To move, is to stir, and to be valiant, is to ftand; therefore, if thou art mov'd, thou runn'st away.
Sam. A dog of that House fhall move me to stand. I will take the wall of any man, or maid of Montague's.
Greg. That shews thee a weak nave; for the weakest goes to the wall.
Sam. True, and therefore women, being the weakest, are ever thrust to the wall: therefore I will push Montague's men from the wall, and thrust his maids to the wall.
Greg. The quarrel is between our masters, and us their men.
Sam. 'Tis all one, I will shew myself a tyrant : when I have fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids, and cut off their heads.
Greg. The heads of the maids ?
Sam. Ay, the heads of the maids, or the maidenheads, take it in what fense thou wilt.
Greg. They must take it in sense, that feel it.
Sam. Me they shall feel, while I am able to fand: and 'is known I am a pretty piece of fefh.
Greg. 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadít, thou hadft been Poor John. Draw thy tool, here comes of the House of the Montagues.
Enter Abram and Balthafar.
Greg. How, turn thy back and run ?
? cruel vi:h the mait's]. The first folio reads civil with the maids,