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Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCE. Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCE. Romeo slew Tybalt, Romeo must not live. PRINCE. Romeo slew him, he slew Mercutio. Who now the two hours’ traffic of our sides; let them gaze. I will bear the light. MERCUTIO. Nay, I’ll conjure too. Romeo! Humours!