:47:05
Come, young waverer, come, go with me.
:47:08
In one respect I'll thy assistant be.
:47:12
For this alliance may so happy prove...
:47:15
..to turn your households' rancour
to pure love.
:47:18
O let us hence! I stand on sudden haste!
:47:23
Wisely and slow. They stumble that run fast.
:48:06
Where the devil should this Romeo be?
Came he not home tonight?
:48:09
Not to his father's; I spoke with his man.
:48:12
Why, that same pale hard-hearted
wench, that Rosaline,...
:48:16
..torments him so, that he will sure run mad.
:48:19
Tybalt hath sent a letter to his father's house.
:48:21
- A challenge, on my life!
- Romeo will answer it?
:48:24
Any man that can write may answer a letter.
:48:26
Nay, he will answer the letter's master,
how he dares being dared.
:48:30
Well, alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead!
Stabbed with a white wench's black eye!
:48:35
Run through the ear with a love-song!
:48:37
The very pin of his heart cleft
with the blind bow-boy's butt-shaft!
:48:40
And is he a man to encounter Tybalt?
:48:43
- Why, what is Tybalt?
- More than Prince of Cats.
:48:47
He is the courageous captain of compliments!
:48:51
He fights as you sing pricksong.
:48:54
Keeps time, distance, and proportion.
:48:58
He rests his minim rests.