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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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They met me in the day of success; and I have learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished. Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from the king, who all-hailed me, 'Thane of Cawdor'; by which title, before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that shalt be!' This have I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of greatness; that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy heart, and farewell.

 Than can the substance of ten thousand soldiers Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: Why I descend into this bed of death The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead 
Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,

 And must she die for this? O, let her live, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. At least we'll die with harness on our back. Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining. Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, Black night o'ershade thy day, and death thy life! Most detestable death, by thee beguil'd, Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die. Dead art thou, dead!--alack, my child is dead; But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death, The other Edward dead to quit my Edward; O, gentlemen, see, see! dead Henry's wounds The readiest way to make the wench amends But two months dead!--nay, not so much, not two: Is mortals' chiefest enemy.