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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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Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal,

 For now they kill me with a living death. Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.-- Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead! stabbed with a white That, when she dies, with beauty dies her store. And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, my father died:--they say he made a good end,-- Whose sale is present death in Mantua, They smile at me who shortly shall be dead. Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, And do't the speedier, that you may direct me But she's best married that dies married young. It is supposed, the fair creature died,-- In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.-- By thee was punched full of deadly holes: Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu. Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: