Tyb. Follow me close, for I will speake to them.
Gentlemen, Good den, a word with one of you
Mer. And but one word with one of vs? couple it with
something, make it a word and a blow
Tib. You shall find me apt inough to that sir, and you
will giue me occasion
Mercu. Could you not take some occasion without
giuing?
Tib. Mercutio thou consort'st with Romeo
Mer. Consort? what dost thou make vs Minstrels? & thou make Minstrels of vs, looke to heare nothing but discords: heere's my fiddlesticke, heere's that shall make you daunce. Come consort
Ben. We talke here in the publike haunt of men,
Either withdraw vnto some priuate place,
Or reason coldly of your greeuances:
Or else depart, here all eies gaze on vs
Mer. Mens eyes were made to looke, and let them gaze.
I will not budge for no mans pleasure I.
Enter Romeo.
Tib. Well peace be with you sir, here comes my man
Mer. But Ile be hang'd sir if he weare your Liuery.
Marry go before to field, heele be your follower,
Your worship in that sense, may call him man
Tib. Romeo, the loue I beare thee, can affoord
No better terme then this: Thou art a Villaine