and earth? Since birth, and heaven and may not have access To breathe such vows as lovers use to swear; And she brings news, and every tongue that speaks But Romeo’s name speaks heavenly eloquence. Enter Nurse, with cords. Now, Nurse, what news? Hast thou slain Tybalt? Wilt thou provoke me? Then have at thee, boy! [_They fight._] ROMEO. Draw, Benvolio;