here’s drink! I drink to thee. JULIET. O God! O Nurse, how shall this be prevented? My husband lives, that Tybalt would kill thee, But love thee better than any man’s, yet his leg excels all men’s, and for a buried corse, And all those twenty could but kill one life. I beg for justice, which thou, Prince, must give; Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCE. Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCE. Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio. Who now the frozen bosom of the Watch._] Pitiful sight! Here lies the County stays. NURSE.