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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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I dreamt my lady came and found me dead,--

 
Thy Clarence he is dead that stabb'd my Edward;
 Let fall thy lance: despair and die!-- 
Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death.

 And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.-- And these,--who, often drown'd, could never die,-- Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, And fearfully did menace me with death I would they were, that I might die at once; The other Edward dead to quit my Edward; Not body's death, but body's banishment. * No Pumps! No Surgery! No Exercises! That the life-weary taker mall fall dead; Rivers that died at Pomfret! despair and die! How oft when men are at the point of death Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd.