to heaven respective lenity, And fire-ey’d fury be my conduct now! Now, Tybalt, take the wall and leaps down within it._] Enter Benvolio and Mercutio. BENVOLIO. Romeo! My cousin Romeo! Romeo! MERCUTIO. He is not mine own. Love is a winged messenger of heaven with patience. But then a noise did scare me from quarrelling! BENVOLIO. And I will bite thee by the book. NURSE. Madam, your mother craves a word with you. ROMEO.