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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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Or let me die, to look on death no more!

 Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war. In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.-- Have of your audience been most free and bounteous; Being a thing immortal as itself? Die in his youth by like untimely violence! I say, my lord, they have deserved death. Dead. Death, desolation, ruin, and decay: 
Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining.
 Not body's death, but body's banishment. But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead. These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, 
Thy drugs are quick.--Thus with a kiss I die.
 
And only in that safety died her brothers.
 Had I but died an hour before this chance,