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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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From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;

 Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; O prince!--O husband!--O, the blood is spill'd O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death! Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock 'tis day, ================== AVAILABLE REPORTS ========================== To-morrow are let blood at Pomfret Castle; O heaven!--O wife, look how our daughter bleeds! She swoons to see them bleed. To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood; Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, 
Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;
 Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth,  With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword Bleed, bleed, poor country! Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood: