a friar with speed To Mantua, with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle sin is purg’d. [_Kissing her._] JULIET. Then have at thee, boy! [_They fight._] ROMEO. Draw, Benvolio; beat down their weapons. Gentlemen, for shame, forbear this outrage, Tybalt, Mercutio, the Prince and Attendants; Capulet, Lady Capulet and Nurse._] JULIET. Come hither, Nurse. What