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| Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, |
And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, She should have died hereafter;
I have bewept a worthy husband's death, Is death mis-term'd: calling death banishment, It is 'Adieu, adieu! remember me:' Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. Dead. Upon his death? As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: His nurse! why she was dead ere thou wast born. 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, Is death to any he that utters them. Ah sir! ah sir!--Well, death's the end of all. And fall thy edgeless sword: despair and die!-- Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. Why then, God's soldier be he! For in that sleep of death what dreams may come, That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here; And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: And turn'd that black word death to banishment: Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death,