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By:edwardsisobel Shakespeare probably didn't have this in mind when he wrote about the closeness of Benvolio to the Montague family. Slash. Garrett & Jasper. A companion drabble to my Romeo & Juliet inspired fic, Beautiful Tyrant.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Drama - Jasper, Garrett - Chapters: 188 - Words: 31,175 - Reviews: 1,445 - Favs: 34 - Follows: 50 - Updated: 3/21/2012 - Published: 9/16/2011 - id: 7385809
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1. Put up your swords 2. Drawn among these heartless hinds 3. What! Drawn and talk of peace! 4. As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee 5. Have at thee, coward 6. Strike! Beat them down 7. Down with the Capulets and the Montagues 8. A trouble'd mind drave me to walk abroad 9. But to himself so secret and so close 10. I, measuring his affections by my own 11. Pursued my humour not pursuing his 12. But in that crystal scales be weigh'd 13. But to rejoice in splendour of mine own 14. And to sink in it, you burden love 15. Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks 16. Come, knock & enter 17. And no sooner in, every man betakes 18. I'll be a candleholder, and look on 19. Of this sir – reverence love 20. I mean sir, in delay 21. And we mean well in going to this mask 22. I talk of dreams 23. Welcome Gentleman! 24. Tell a whispering tale 25. More light you knaves 26. And quench the fire 27. The room has grown too hot 28. Tis more, tis more 29. Will you tell me that? 30. You will set cockahoop 31. You are a saucy boy 32. This trick may chance to scathe you 33. You must contrary me 34. Well said, my hearts! 35. Makes my flesh tremble 36. To smooth that rough touch 37. You do wrong your hand too much 38. For saints have hands 39. Dear saint, let lips do what hands do 40. Then move not 41. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin 42. Then have my lips the sin that they took 43. Aye, so I fear, the more is my unrest 44. We have a trifling foolish banquet 45. By my fay, it waxes late 46. But to his foe supposed he must complain 47. Being held a foe, he may not have access 48. To breathe such vows as lovers swear 49. But passion lends them power 50. Tempering extremities with extreme sweet 51. And on my life, hath stol'n him home 52. Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover! 53. Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh 54. Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied 55. Young Adam cupid, he that shot so trim 56. I conjure only but to raise up him 57. To be consorted with the humorous night 58. Blind is his love, best befits the dark 59. If love be blind, love can'thit the mark 60. As glorious to this night, o'er my head 61. As is a winged messenger of heaven 62. Fain would I dwell on form 63. Not impute this yielding to light love 64. Which the dark night hath so discovered 65. Which is the god of my idolatry 66. Too like the lightning 67. O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? 68. My bounty is as endless as the sea 69. Stay but a little, I will come again 70. Being in night, this is all a dream 71. I come, anon 72. By and by, I come: 73. I hear some noise within 74. Tomorrow I will send 75. And yet would it were to give again 76. But to be frank and give it to thee 77. A thousand times worse to want thy light 78. Love goes toward love 79. But love from love 80. Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak 81. Would I tear the cave where Echo lives 82. It is my soul that calls upon my name 83. How silver sweet sound lovers' tongues 84. Like softest music to attending ears 85. Remembering how I love thy company 86. Let me stand here till thou remember it 87. And I'll still stay, to have thee still 88. Forgetting any other home but this 89. So loving jealous of his liberty 90. And with a silk thread plucks it back 91. I should kill thee with much cherishing 92. That I shall say good night 93. What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? 94. Thou art uproused by some distemperature 95. Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep 96. Or if not so, then here I hit it right 97. The sweeter rest was mine 98. But come, young waverer, come with me 99. For this alliance may so happy prove 100. Shot through the ear with a love song 101. The very pin of his heart cleft 102. A gentleman of the very first house 103. Where the devil should this Romeo be? 104. What counterfeit did I give you? 105. Why, then is my pump well flowered 106. Solely singular for the singleness 107. Better now than groaning for love 108. Now art thou what thou art 109. By art as well as by nature 110. This drivelling love is a great nature 111. Lolling up and down to hide his bauble 112. I would have made it short 113. To the whole depth of my tale 114. The dial is now upon the prick of noon 115. Two may keep counsel, putting one away 116. I warrant thee, my mans as true as steel 117. Pray you sir, a word 118. I will keep to myself 119. Good heart, and i'faith 120. Blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath 121. Unfold the happiness that both receive 122. More rich in matter than in words 123. But my true love is grown to such excess 124. I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth 125. Am I like such a fellow? 126. There were two such, we should have none 127. And as soon moved to be moody 128. And bring in cloudy night immediately 129. I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire 130. And what to? 131. If we meet, we shall not scape a bawl 132. The day is hot, the Capulets abroad 133. Come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood 134. And reason coldly of your grievances 135. Men's eyes were made to look, let them 136. Here comes my man 137. I'll be hanged, if he wear your livery 138. Consort! what, dost thou make minstrels? 139. O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! 140. Doth much excuse the appertaining rage 141. Boy, this will not excuse the injuries 142. I do protest, I never injured thee 143. Alla stoccata carries it away 144. What wouldst thou have with me? 145. Pluck your sword out of his pitcher 146. Make haste, lest mine be about your ears 147. I am for you 148. Draw, Benvolio beat down their weapons 149. Come, sir, your passado 150. Gentlemen, for shame, this outrage 151. Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio! 152. Is he gone, and hath nothing? 153. I am hurt 154. Courage, man 155. This gentleman, my very dear friend 156. You shall find a very grave man 157. Late thou gavest me for Mercutio's soul 158. Staying for thine to keep him company 159. This shall determine that 160. The citizens are up and Tybalt slain 161. For Mercutio's soul is but a little way 162. Romeo, away, be gone! 163. The prince will doom thee 164. The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl 165. There lies the man, slain by young Romeo 166. That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio 167. And twixt them rushes 168. With gentle breath, calm look 169. Whiter than new snow on a raven's back 170. With one hand beats cold death aside 171. What storm that blows so contrary 172. That ever I should live to see thee dead 173. Pale, pale as ashes, bedaub'd in blood 174. These griefs, these woes, these sorrows 175. Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this day 176. Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship 177. A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lip 178. There's no end, no limit, measure, bound 179. Birth, and heaven, and earth, all three 180. Happiness counts thee in her best array 181. I could have stay'd here all the night 182. Doting like me and like me banished 183. But look thou stay till the watch be set 184. Or by the break of day disguised 185. Where thou shalt live 186. Give me thy hand, tis late 187. Things have fall'n out, sir, unluckily 188. Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto Next >
Splendour Mine
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A/N:
In this story the character names belong to Stephenie Meyer but the chapter titles come from William Shakespeare's epic tale, Romeo & Juliet. The slash is all my idea.
Due to a lot of interest in these boys in the original fic, Beautiful Tyrant, and the fact that that story will soon be consumed by Bella and Edward's tale, I decided to write Garrett and Jasper's story in more detail in this companion fic.
Warning : Slash themes and it will get rather lemony, I can feel it. If this is not your thing then the main story will not be diminished in any way by not reading this tale.
For the first 13 chapters I have gone back a bit to beef out the boy's story a little. This chapter corresponds with Chapter 11 in Beautiful Tyrant where Garrett walks into the bar to put a stop to the altercation between the Cullens and the Swans. Chapter 14 of this story will then link into chapter 70 of Beautiful Tyrant and run in tandem from there. Phew, hope that all made sense.
I'm hopeful that if you are simply reading this drabble it will make sense on its own. Oh and as per the other fic, this story will be strictly 100 word drabble chapters too.
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Chapter 1. Put up your swords; you know not what you do.
-Garrett-
It certainly paid to have informants in your pocket in all kinds of situations, although I was sure Jasper wouldn't thank me in this instance. I knew he was more than able to look after himself in any kind of dangerous situation, but the growing feelings I had for him made it difficult for me to compartmentalize where he was concerned. We all had a job to do, at times dangerous, and Jasper was more prepared than most to do that job, thanks to me.
As I strode into the bar downtown I was expecting trouble, and I found it.
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End Note:
A huge thank you and smooches to cocoalvin for beta'ing this fic too before she goes on holidays. You're a legend, bb.
Next Update: Saturday 17th September
1. Put up your swords 2. Drawn among these heartless hinds 3. What! Drawn and talk of peace! 4. As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee 5. Have at thee, coward 6. Strike! Beat them down 7. Down with the Capulets and the Montagues 8. A trouble'd mind drave me to walk abroad 9. But to himself so secret and so close 10. I, measuring his affections by my own 11. Pursued my humour not pursuing his 12. But in that crystal scales be weigh'd 13. But to rejoice in splendour of mine own 14. And to sink in it, you burden love 15. Too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks 16. Come, knock & enter 17. And no sooner in, every man betakes 18. I'll be a candleholder, and look on 19. Of this sir – reverence love 20. I mean sir, in delay 21. And we mean well in going to this mask 22. I talk of dreams 23. Welcome Gentleman! 24. Tell a whispering tale 25. More light you knaves 26. And quench the fire 27. The room has grown too hot 28. Tis more, tis more 29. Will you tell me that? 30. You will set cockahoop 31. You are a saucy boy 32. This trick may chance to scathe you 33. You must contrary me 34. Well said, my hearts! 35. Makes my flesh tremble 36. To smooth that rough touch 37. You do wrong your hand too much 38. For saints have hands 39. Dear saint, let lips do what hands do 40. Then move not 41. Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin 42. Then have my lips the sin that they took 43. Aye, so I fear, the more is my unrest 44. We have a trifling foolish banquet 45. By my fay, it waxes late 46. But to his foe supposed he must complain 47. Being held a foe, he may not have access 48. To breathe such vows as lovers swear 49. But passion lends them power 50. Tempering extremities with extreme sweet 51. And on my life, hath stol'n him home 52. Humours! Madman! Passion! Lover! 53. Appear thou in the likeness of a sigh 54. Speak but one rhyme, and I am satisfied 55. Young Adam cupid, he that shot so trim 56. I conjure only but to raise up him 57. To be consorted with the humorous night 58. Blind is his love, best befits the dark 59. If love be blind, love can'thit the mark 60. As glorious to this night, o'er my head 61. As is a winged messenger of heaven 62. Fain would I dwell on form 63. Not impute this yielding to light love 64. Which the dark night hath so discovered 65. Which is the god of my idolatry 66. Too like the lightning 67. O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? 68. My bounty is as endless as the sea 69. Stay but a little, I will come again 70. Being in night, this is all a dream 71. I come, anon 72. By and by, I come: 73. I hear some noise within 74. Tomorrow I will send 75. And yet would it were to give again 76. But to be frank and give it to thee 77. A thousand times worse to want thy light 78. Love goes toward love 79. But love from love 80. Bondage is hoarse, and may not speak 81. Would I tear the cave where Echo lives 82. It is my soul that calls upon my name 83. How silver sweet sound lovers' tongues 84. Like softest music to attending ears 85. Remembering how I love thy company 86. Let me stand here till thou remember it 87. And I'll still stay, to have thee still 88. Forgetting any other home but this 89. So loving jealous of his liberty 90. And with a silk thread plucks it back 91. I should kill thee with much cherishing 92. That I shall say good night 93. What early tongue so sweet saluteth me? 94. Thou art uproused by some distemperature 95. Doth couch his limbs, there golden sleep 96. Or if not so, then here I hit it right 97. The sweeter rest was mine 98. But come, young waverer, come with me 99. For this alliance may so happy prove 100. Shot through the ear with a love song 101. The very pin of his heart cleft 102. A gentleman of the very first house 103. Where the devil should this Romeo be? 104. What counterfeit did I give you? 105. Why, then is my pump well flowered 106. Solely singular for the singleness 107. Better now than groaning for love 108. Now art thou what thou art 109. By art as well as by nature 110. This drivelling love is a great nature 111. Lolling up and down to hide his bauble 112. I would have made it short 113. To the whole depth of my tale 114. The dial is now upon the prick of noon 115. Two may keep counsel, putting one away 116. I warrant thee, my mans as true as steel 117. Pray you sir, a word 118. I will keep to myself 119. Good heart, and i'faith 120. Blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath 121. Unfold the happiness that both receive 122. More rich in matter than in words 123. But my true love is grown to such excess 124. I cannot sum up sum of half my wealth 125. Am I like such a fellow? 126. There were two such, we should have none 127. And as soon moved to be moody 128. And bring in cloudy night immediately 129. I pray thee, good Mercutio, let's retire 130. And what to? 131. If we meet, we shall not scape a bawl 132. The day is hot, the Capulets abroad 133. Come, thou art as hot a Jack in thy mood 134. And reason coldly of your grievances 135. Men's eyes were made to look, let them 136. Here comes my man 137. I'll be hanged, if he wear your livery 138. Consort! what, dost thou make minstrels? 139. O calm, dishonourable, vile submission! 140. Doth much excuse the appertaining rage 141. Boy, this will not excuse the injuries 142. I do protest, I never injured thee 143. Alla stoccata carries it away 144. What wouldst thou have with me? 145. Pluck your sword out of his pitcher 146. Make haste, lest mine be about your ears 147. I am for you 148. Draw, Benvolio beat down their weapons 149. Come, sir, your passado 150. Gentlemen, for shame, this outrage 151. Hold, Tybalt! good Mercutio! 152. Is he gone, and hath nothing? 153. I am hurt 154. Courage, man 155. This gentleman, my very dear friend 156. You shall find a very grave man 157. Late thou gavest me for Mercutio's soul 158. Staying for thine to keep him company 159. This shall determine that 160. The citizens are up and Tybalt slain 161. For Mercutio's soul is but a little way 162. Romeo, away, be gone! 163. The prince will doom thee 164. The unlucky manage of this fatal brawl 165. There lies the man, slain by young Romeo 166. That slew thy kinsman, brave Mercutio 167. And twixt them rushes 168. With gentle breath, calm look 169. Whiter than new snow on a raven's back 170. With one hand beats cold death aside 171. What storm that blows so contrary 172. That ever I should live to see thee dead 173. Pale, pale as ashes, bedaub'd in blood 174. These griefs, these woes, these sorrows 175. Not yet enjoy'd: so tedious is this day 176. Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship 177. A gentler judgment vanish'd from his lip 178. There's no end, no limit, measure, bound 179. Birth, and heaven, and earth, all three 180. Happiness counts thee in her best array 181. I could have stay'd here all the night 182. Doting like me and like me banished 183. But look thou stay till the watch be set 184. Or by the break of day disguised 185. Where thou shalt live 186. Give me thy hand, tis late 187. Things have fall'n out, sir, unluckily 188. Which heavy sorrow makes them apt unto Next >
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