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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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Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;

 Repast them with my blood. 
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.
 To royalize his blood I spilt mine own. My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood; Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks, Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks, To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle; The thin and wholesome blood; so did it mine; And with thy bloody and invisible hand