Two men from the house of Capulet β Gregory and Samson β pick a fight with a few Montague men. The fight finally breaks up upon the arrival of the prince of Verona, Prince Escalus. Once the fight has broken up, Montague and Lady Montague ask about their son Romeo. Benvolio tells them that he has seen Romeo moping around in a bit of a stupor. I mean that dog moves me to stand and fight.
Yeah, the heads of the maidens. Here come two Montagues. The nobleman I serve is just as good as the nobleman you serve. Benvolio, are you actually fighting with these cowardly servants?
Turn around and look at me, your worst nightmare. Put away your sword, or else use it to help me separate these men. I hate that word like I hate hell, all Montagues, and you. Fight me, coward! Get your weapons to help stop this fight! Strike them, beat them down! Damn these Capulets! Damn these Montagues! I order you on pain of torture to drop these weapons from your bloody hands, and listen to the law. This makes three times now that your mere words, Lord Capulet and Lord Montague, have grown into public brawls and disturbed our quiet streets.
You are causing our respected elders to change out of their dignified clothes and into battle attire and take up their old rusted weapons to break up your poisonous fights. If you ever disturb our streets again, you shall pay for that breach of peace with your lives. All the rest of you depart. Capulet, you come with me, and Montague, you come this afternoon. Our servants were already fighting with theirs before I arrived at the scene. I drew my sword to separate them.
Right then, that hothead Tybalt came up with his sword drawn, swinging it around and making threats. While we were thrusting at each other, more and more people came and joined in the fight until the Prince showed up and separated everyone. I headed toward him, but when he saw me, he ducked into the woods. I figured that his mood was the same as mine, that he wanted to be totally alone. After all, I felt just being with myself was one too much company. So I followed my inclination, which was not to follow him.
