Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel -- Will they not hear?
What, ho! you men, you beasts, that quench the fire of your pernicious rage with purple fountains issuing from your veins - on pain of torture, from those bloody hands throw your mistemper'd weapons to the ground, and hear the sentence of your moved prince.
Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word by thee, old Capulet and Montague, have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets, and made Verona's ancient citizens cast by their grave beseeming ornaments to wield old partisans in hands as old.
Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate: if ever you disturb our streets again, your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace.
For this time, all the rest depart away.
You, Capulet, shall go along with me: And, Montague, come you this afternoon to know our further pleasure in this case to old Free-town, our common judgment-place.
Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.
It is not a monologue, since it is is addressed to the fighting Capulets and Montagues.
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