Tybalt, as of anon, thee shall not understand wherefore I loveth thee as if it is true thou art from mine owneth kind, even if it is true I explain it to thee. I refuse to square thee because I loveth thee.
"I'll be hanged, sir, if he wear your livery. Marry, go before to field, he'll be your follower; your worship, in that sense, may call him 'man'" (Shakespeare, 3.1. 56-58).
Mercutio, thou art nay longer needed. I see mine own man, the villain, Romeo, and request that he draw his sword.
"O, I am fortune's fool" (Shakespeare 3.1. 135a)! Tis all mine own fault that this hast hath happened.