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7.9 KiB
297 lines
7.9 KiB
#include <stdio.h>
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#include <string.h>
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#include "../../TinyFrame.h"
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#include "../utils.h"
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extern const char *romeo;
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/**
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* This function should be defined in the application code.
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* It implements the lowest layer - sending bytes to UART (or other)
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*/
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void TF_WriteImpl(const uint8_t *buff, size_t len)
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{
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printf("--------------------\n");
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printf("\033[32mTF_WriteImpl - sending frame:\033[0m\n");
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dumpFrame(buff, len);
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// Send it back as if we received it
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TF_Accept(buff, len);
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}
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/** An example listener function */
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TF_Result myListener(TF_Msg *msg)
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{
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dumpFrameInfo(msg);
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if (strcmp(msg->data, romeo) == 0) {
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printf("FILE TRANSFERRED OK!\r\n");
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} else {
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printf("FAIL!!!!\r\n");
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}
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return TF_STAY;
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}
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void main(void)
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{
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TF_Msg msg;
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// Set up the TinyFrame library
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TF_Init(TF_MASTER); // 1 = master, 0 = slave
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TF_AddGenericListener(myListener);
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printf("------ Simulate sending a LOOONG message --------\n");
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TF_ClearMsg(&msg);
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msg.type = 0x22;
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msg.data = (pu8)romeo;
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msg.len = strlen(romeo);
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TF_Send(&msg);
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}
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const char *romeo ="THE TRAGEDY OF ROMEO AND JULIET\n"
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"\n"
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"by William Shakespeare\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"Dramatis Personae\n"
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"\n"
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" Chorus.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Escalus, Prince of Verona.\n"
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"\n"
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" Paris, a young Count, kinsman to the Prince.\n"
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"\n"
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" Montague, heads of two houses at variance with each other.\n"
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"\n"
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" Capulet, heads of two houses at variance with each other.\n"
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"\n"
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" An old Man, of the Capulet family.\n"
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"\n"
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" Romeo, son to Montague.\n"
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"\n"
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" Tybalt, nephew to Lady Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Mercutio, kinsman to the Prince and friend to Romeo.\n"
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"\n"
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" Benvolio, nephew to Montague, and friend to Romeo\n"
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"\n"
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" Tybalt, nephew to Lady Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Friar Laurence, Franciscan.\n"
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"\n"
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" Friar John, Franciscan.\n"
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"\n"
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" Balthasar, servant to Romeo.\n"
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"\n"
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" Abram, servant to Montague.\n"
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"\n"
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" Sampson, servant to Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Gregory, servant to Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Peter, servant to Juliet's nurse.\n"
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"\n"
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" An Apothecary.\n"
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"\n"
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" Three Musicians.\n"
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"\n"
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" An Officer.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Lady Montague, wife to Montague.\n"
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"\n"
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" Lady Capulet, wife to Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Juliet, daughter to Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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" Nurse to Juliet.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Citizens of Verona; Gentlemen and Gentlewomen of both houses;\n"
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" Maskers, Torchbearers, Pages, Guards, Watchmen, Servants, and\n"
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" Attendants.\n"
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"\n"
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" SCENE.--Verona; Mantua.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" THE PROLOGUE\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Chorus.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Chor. Two households, both alike in dignity,\n"
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" In fair Verona, where we lay our scene,\n"
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" From ancient grudge break to new mutiny,\n"
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" Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.\n"
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" From forth the fatal loins of these two foes\n"
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" A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life;\n"
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" Whose misadventur'd piteous overthrows\n"
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" Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.\n"
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" The fearful passage of their death-mark'd love,\n"
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" And the continuance of their parents' rage,\n"
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" Which, but their children's end, naught could remove,\n"
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" Is now the two hours' traffic of our stage;\n"
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" The which if you with patient ears attend,\n"
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" What here shall miss, our toil shall strive to mend.\n"
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" [Exit.]\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"ACT I. Scene I.\n"
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"Verona. A public place.\n"
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"\n"
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"Enter Sampson and Gregory (with swords and bucklers) of the house\n"
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"of Capulet.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Gregory, on my word, we'll not carry coals.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. No, for then we should be colliers.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. I mean, an we be in choler, we'll draw.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. Ay, while you live, draw your neck out of collar.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. I strike quickly, being moved.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. But thou art not quickly moved to strike.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. A dog of the house of Montague moves me.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. To move is to stir, and to be valiant is to stand.\n"
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" Therefore, if thou art moved, thou runn'st away.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. A dog of that house shall move me to stand. I will take\n"
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" the wall of any man or maid of Montague's.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. That shows thee a weak slave; for the weakest goes to the\n"
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" wall.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. 'Tis true; and therefore women, being the weaker vessels,\n"
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" are ever thrust to the wall. Therefore I will push Montague's men\n"
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" from the wall and thrust his maids to the wall.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. The quarrel is between our masters and us their men.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. 'Tis all one. I will show myself a tyrant. When I have\n"
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" fought with the men, I will be cruel with the maids- I will cut off\n"
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" their heads.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. The heads of the maids?\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Ay, the heads of the maids, or their maidenheads.\n"
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" Take it in what sense thou wilt.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. They must take it in sense that feel it.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Me they shall feel while I am able to stand; and 'tis known I\n"
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" am a pretty piece of flesh.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst\n"
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" been poor-John. Draw thy tool! Here comes two of the house of\n"
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" Montagues.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter two other Servingmen [Abram and Balthasar].\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. My naked weapon is out. Quarrel! I will back thee.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. How? turn thy back and run?\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Fear me not.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. No, marry. I fear thee!\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is\n"
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" disgrace to them, if they bear it.\n"
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"\n"
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" Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. I do bite my thumb, sir.\n"
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"\n"
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" Abr. Do you bite your thumb at us, sir?\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. [aside to Gregory] Is the law of our side if I say ay?\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. [aside to Sampson] No.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir; but I bite my\n"
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" thumb, sir.\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. Do you quarrel, sir?\n"
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"\n"
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" Abr. Quarrel, sir? No, sir.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. But if you do, sir, am for you. I serve as good a man as\n"
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" you.\n"
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"\n"
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" Abr. No better.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Well, sir.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Benvolio.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Greg. [aside to Sampson] Say 'better.' Here comes one of my\n"
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" master's kinsmen.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Yes, better, sir.\n"
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"\n"
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" Abr. You lie.\n"
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"\n"
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" Samp. Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow.\n"
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" They fight.\n"
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"\n"
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" Ben. Part, fools! [Beats down their swords.]\n"
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" Put up your swords. You know not what you do.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Tybalt.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Tyb. What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds?\n"
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" Turn thee Benvolio! look upon thy death.\n"
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"\n"
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" Ben. I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword,\n"
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" Or manage it to part these men with me.\n"
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"\n"
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" Tyb. What, drawn, and talk of peace? I hate the word\n"
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" As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee.\n"
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" Have at thee, coward! They fight.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter an officer, and three or four Citizens with clubs or\n"
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" partisans.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Officer. Clubs, bills, and partisans! Strike! beat them down!\n"
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"\n"
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" Citizens. Down with the Capulets! Down with the Montagues!\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Old Capulet in his gown, and his Wife.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Cap. What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho!\n"
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"\n"
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" Wife. A crutch, a crutch! Why call you for a sword?\n"
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"\n"
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" Cap. My sword, I say! Old Montague is come\n"
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" And flourishes his blade in spite of me.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Old Montague and his Wife.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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" Mon. Thou villain Capulet!- Hold me not, let me go.\n"
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"\n"
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" M. Wife. Thou shalt not stir one foot to seek a foe.\n"
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"\n"
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" Enter Prince Escalus, with his Train.\n"
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"\n"
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"\n"
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"END OF FILE\n";
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