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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 will not be afraid of death and bane, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, The ape is dead, and I must conjure him.-- Then he is dead? Sirrah, your father's dead; And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen, Out on you, owls! Nothing but songs of death? Thy Clarence he is dead that stabb'd my Edward; If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, And his commission to employ those soldiers, For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead; Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death [To KING RICHARD.] When I was mortal, my anointed body But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them. To time and mortal custom.--Yet my heart One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead. James Tyrrel, and your most obedient subject. | This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. |
He should the bearers put to sudden death,