Romeo Courage, man; the hurt cannot be much. Mercutio No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church door; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve. Ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered, I warrant, for this world. A plague o' both your houses! Read more about popup_note_index_item 715
Mercutio Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk? Tybalt What wouldst thou have with me? Mercutio Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine lives that I mean to make bold withal, and, as you shall use me hereafter, dry beat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pilcher by the ears? Make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out. Read more about popup_note_index_item 714
Benvolio An I were so apt to quarrel as thou art, any man should buy the fee-simple of my life for an hour and a quarter. Mercutio The fee-simple! O simple! Read more about Act 3, Scene 1: Popup Note Index Item: "fee-simple"
Mercutio egg is full of meat, and yet thy head hath been beaten as addle as an egg for quarreling. Thou hast Read more about popup_note_index_item 712
Mercutio Romeo, good night. I'll to my truckle-bed; This field-bed is too cold for me to sleep. Come, shall we go? Benvolio Go, then; for 'tis in vain To seek him here that means not to be found. [Exit] Read more about popup_note_index_item 681
