Because of nothing more than a casual word from you, Capulet and Montague, three battles have raged in our city’s streets. I will torture you unless you drop your weapons from your bloody hands and listen to me, your enraged Prince. Silence! You men, you beasts, who can only put out the fire of your anger by spilling fountains of blood. You rebels and enemies of the peace, who curse your own weapons by turning them on your neighbors.
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