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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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But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, - Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour,
What have you done, my lord, with the dead body? Or die a soldier as I liv'd a king. Once more, adieu: be valiant, and speed well! Change your life for the better. Shall I be plain?--I wish the bastards dead; Unless things mortal move them not at all,-- Of your dear father's death, is't writ in your revenge How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak! | Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! |
Who knows not he is dead! Who knows he is? Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, - And hide me with a dead man in his shroud;
That's by me wounded. Both our remedies No sudden mean of death, though ne'er so mean, I have bewept a worthy husband's death, An older and a better soldier none And leave him all; life, living, all is death's. Shall I be plain?--I wish the bastards dead; And humbly beg the death upon my knee,