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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes

 For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.-- On pain of torture, from those bloody hands With blood remov'd but little from her own? Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death. Alack, alack! what blood is this which stains With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, Alack, alack! what blood is this which stains Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood! Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood, Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood: And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, To ears of flesh and blood.--List, list, O, list!--