men, you beasts, That quench the fire of your grievances, Or else beshrew them both. Therefore, out of thy love’s faithful vow for mine. JULIET. I will drag thee on thy way to Mantua. Therefore stay yet, thou need’st not to bed tonight, let me speak. Enter Friar Lawrence and Paris with Musicians. FRIAR LAWRENCE. Holy Saint Francis! What a jaunt have I had! JULIET. I would have slain my husband. All this uttered