:08:10
From ancient grudge
break to new mutiny...
:08:18
Do not proceed!
:08:26
Give me my Longsword, ho!
:08:28
Thou shalt not stir one foot
to seek a foe.
:08:38
Rebellious subjects,...
:08:40
..enemies to peace!
:08:42
Throw your mistemper'd weapons
to the ground!
:08:46
On pain of torture,...
:08:47
..from those bloody hands throw your
mistemper'd weapons to the ground!
:08:54
Three civil brawls,...
:08:56
..bred of an airy word by thee,
old Capulet, and Montague,...
:09:00
..have thrice disturbed
the quiet of our streets.
:09:04
If ever you disturb our streets again,...
:09:08
..your lives shall pay
the forfeit of the peace.
:09:25
O where is Romeo? Saw you him today?
:09:29
Right glad I am he was not at this fray.
:09:32
Madam, underneath the Grove
of Sycamore,...
:09:35
..so early walking did I see your son.
:09:38
Many a morning
hath he there been seen,...
:09:40
..with tears augmenting
the fresh morning's dew.
:09:43
Away from light
steals home my heavy son,...
:09:46
..and private in his chamber
pens himself,...
:09:50
..shuts up his windows,...
:09:52
..locks fair daylight out, and
makes himself an artificial night.