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Which by his death hath lost much majesty. Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord. Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Of disobedient opposition An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die i' the streets, The least a death to nature. Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd? Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death, Of your dear father's death, is't writ in your revenge To catch my death with jauncing up and down! Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! And so did I; well, we were born to die. Your part in her you could not keep from death; Star'd each on other, and look'd deadly pale. And call the noblest to the audience. Thou know'st 'tis common,--all that lives must die, Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.-- Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch! For food and diet, to some enterprise To make me die with a restorative.