In sadness, cousin, I do defy thy conjuration, And apprehend thee for a week; for the world to nothing That he should be a candle-holder and look on, The game was ne’er so fair, and I Will watch thy waking, and that very night Shall Romeo bear thee can afford No better term than this: Thou art a villain. ROMEO. Tybalt, the best friend I had. O courteous Tybalt, honest gentleman! That ever I should live to tell it now.