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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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My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding;

 Albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs, O God, which this blood mad'st, revenge his death! Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, All in gore-blood;--I swounded at the sight. 
O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death!

 Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, Thy garments are not spotted with our blood, And dangerous success of bloody wars,  With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd!