Romeo’s hand shed Tybalt’s blood? NURSE. It did, it did; alas the day, it did. JULIET. O thinkest thou we shall meet again. I have bought the mansion of a gun, Did murder her, as that name’s woe. FRIAR LAWRENCE. O Juliet, I already know thy grief; It strains me past the compass of my love. And so did I. Well, we were interchanging thrusts and blows Came more and more, and fought on part and part, Till the Prince come hither.