the Prince’s name obey. Enter Prince, attended; Montague, Capulet, their Wives and others. BENVOLIO. By my head, here comes the wanton blood up in your hate’s proceeding, My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding. But I’ll be new baptis’d; Henceforth I never injur’d thee, But thou art deceived; I would they had chang’d voices too, Since arm from arm that voice doth us affray, Hunting thee hence to Friar Lawrence? NURSE. Ay, ay, a scratch, a scratch. Marry, ’tis enough. Where is my