Benvolio. Why, what is Tybalt?
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Mercutio. More than [prince of cats], I can tell you.
O, he is the courageous [captain of compliments]! He
fights as you sing [prick-song], keeps time, distance,
and proportion; rests [me] his minim rest, one, two,
and the third in your bosom; the very butcher of a
silk [button], a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of the
[very first house], of the first and second cause. Ah,
the immortal [passado]! the punto reverso! the hay!