Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mer. death: a Braggart, a Rogue, a Villaine, that fights by the
Mer. booke of Arithmeticke, why the deu'le came you be
Mer. tweene vs? I was hurt vnder your arme.
Rom. Rom.
Rom. I thought all for the best.
Mer. Mer.
Mer. Helpe me into some house Benuolio,
Mer. Or I shall faint: a plague a both your houses.
Mer. They haue made wormes meat of me,
Mer. I
Mer. The Tragedie of Romeo and Iuliet.
Mer. I haue it, and soundly to your Houses.
Mer. Exit.
Rom. This Gentleman the Princes neere Alie,
Rom. My very Friend hath got his mortall hurt
Rom. In my behalfe, my reputation stain'd
Rom. With Tibalts slaunder, Tybalt that an houre
Rom. Hath beene my Cozin: O Sweet Iuliet,
Rom. Thy Beauty hath made me Effeminate,