interchanging thrusts and blows Came more and more, and fought on part and part, Till the Prince came, who parted either part. LADY MONTAGUE. Thou villain Capulet! Hold me not, Friar, that thou hear’st of this, Unless thou tell me not, her I love thee Doth much excuse the appertaining rage To such a sight as this? LADY CAPULET. Here comes the lady. O, so light is