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ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Unlawfully made drunk with innocent blood. The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; There's daggers in men's smiles: the near in blood, With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, The table round.--There's blood upon thy face. It will have blood; they say, blood will have blood: Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives; Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh!
Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? The sleepy grooms with blood. Unlawfully made drunk with innocent blood. Open their congeal'd mouths and bleed afresh! The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood A bloody deed!--almost as bad, good mother, But since, so jump upon this bloody question, For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. O, what a rash and bloody deed is this!