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fandomsecrets2012-12-29 02:53 pm
[ SECRET POST #2188 ]
⌈ Secret Post #2188 ⌋
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(Anonymous) 2012-12-29 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!
O prince! O cousin! husband! O, the blood is spilt
O my dear kinsman! Prince, as thou art true,
For blood of ours, shed blood of Montague.
O cousin, cousin!
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He is a kinsman to the Montague;
Affection makes him false; he speaks not true:
Some twenty of them fought in this black strife,
And all those twenty could but kill one life.
I beg for justice, which thou, prince, must give;
Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live.
You can't deny that the Capulets' opinion of Romeo greatly decreased after the Tybalt incident. Also, see how the normally-gentle Capulet's attitude abruptly changes after Juliette tries to postpone the wedding with Paris:
Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch!
I tell thee what: get thee to church o' Thursday,
Or never after look me in the face:
Speak not, reply not, do not answer me;
My fingers itch. Wife, we scarce thought us blest
That God had lent us but this only child;
But now I see this one is one too much,
And that we have a curse in having her:
Out on her, hilding!
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And yeah, he'd have added a few extra paragraphs to that diatribe if she told him the truth about marrying Romeo, but at the end of the day, if the choice is public scandal or a discreet wedding, what can you do? It's still a better chance than taking a roofie from a priest.
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(Anonymous) 2012-12-29 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)