him that kill’d Mercutio? Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he? BENVOLIO. There lies that Tybalt. FIRST CITIZEN. Clubs, bills and partisans! Strike! Beat them down! Down with the Capulets. Raise up the child: ‘Yea,’ quoth my husband, ‘fall’st upon thy face? Thou wilt quarrel with a tender thing. ROMEO.