Mercutio: O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! Alla stoccata carries it away. draws his sword Tybalt, you rat-catcher, will you walk? Tybalt: What wouldst thou have with me? Mercutio: Good king of cats, nothing but one of your nine lives; that I mean to make bold withal, and as you shall use me hereafter, drybeat the rest of the eight. Will you pluck your sword out of his pitcher by the ears? make haste, lest mine be about your ears ere it be out.Scene i

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