Lady Capulet “ He is a Kingsman 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.” …show more content…
But,an you will not wed,I’ll pardon you.Graze where you will,you Shan not house with me.look to't,think on’t; I do not use to jest. Thursday is near;lay hand on heart,advise: An you be mine,I’ll give you to my friend;An you be not,hang,beg,starve,die in the streets,for my sould, I’ll ne’er ackowledge thee,Nor what is mine shall never do thee good.Trust to’t.Be think you. I’ll not be