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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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And by that loss your daughter is made queen. Poor Clarence did forsake his father, Warwick; Which I have told thee, of my father's death: Familiarly shall call thy Dorset brother; Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, A care-craz'd mother to a many sons, me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: With Rosaline, my ghostly father? no; And here receive we from our father Stanley 1000's of Classic and Reference Books, like Alice in Wonderland and the CIA Factbooks His son was but a ward two years ago. For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: In my voluptuousness: your wives, your daughters, My daughter's mother thinks it with her soul. The weird sisters, hand in hand, A sister driven into desperate terms,-- | Murder her brothers, and then marry her! |