Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mercu. giuing?
Tib. Tib.
Tib. Mercutio thou consort'st with Romeo.
Mer. Mer.
Mer. Consort? what dost thou make vs Minstrels? &
Mer. thou make Minstrels of vs, looke to heare nothing but dis
Mer. cords: heere's my fiddlesticke, heere's that shall make you
Mer. daunce. Come consort.
Ben. Ben.
Ben. We talke here in the publike haunt of men:
Ben. Either withdraw vnto some priuate place,
Ben. Or reason coldly of your greeuances:
Ben. Or else depart, here all eies gaze on vs.
Mer. Mens eyes were made to looke, and let them gaze.
Mer. I will not budge for no mans pleasure I.
Mer. Enter Romeo.
Tib. Well peace be with you sir, here comes my man.