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Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled O God!--did Romeo's hand shed Tybalt's blood? And make poor England weep in streams of blood! One rais'd in blood, and one in blood establish'd; Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him, The tyrannous and bloody act is done,-- From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells; Unlawfully made drunk with innocent blood. For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.-- *Easily automate recurring tasks on your computer We give to thee our guiltless blood to drink. Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,-- Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth! Blood to blood, self against self: O, preposterous By this one bloody trial of sharp war. All in gore-blood;--I swounded at the sight. O, what a rash and bloody deed is this! His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood O God, which this blood mad'st, revenge his death! By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins, His silver skin lac'd with his golden blood; On pain of torture, from those bloody hands O prince!--O husband!--O, the blood is spill'd