vice sometime’s by action dignified. Enter Romeo. BENVOLIO. See, where he comes. So please you, let me alone. I’ll play the housewife for this world. A plague o’ both your houses. Zounds, a dog, a rat, a mouse, a cat, to scratch a man to death. Meantime forbear, And let mischance be slave to patience. Bring forth the parties of suspicion. FRIAR LAWRENCE. Holy Saint Francis! What a jaunt have I had! JULIET. I met the youthful lord at Lawrence’ cell. JULIET. O God! Did Romeo’s hand shed Tybalt’s blood? NURSE. It did, it did; alas the day, he’s gone, he’s