Romeo:
Have courage, man. The wound cannot be much.
Mercutio:
No, 'tis not so deep as a well, nor so wide as a church-door; but 'tis enough,'twill serve. Ask for me to-morrow, you shall find me a grave man. I am peppered. I warrant for this world. What devil came you between us? He stabbed me under your arm.
Romeo:
I thought all for the best.
Mercutio:
The best intentions pave the way to Hell. Down with the Montagues and Capulets whose angry wars have stolen all my days. A plague on both your houses.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:50