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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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Are you at leisure, holy father, now;

 I mean that with my soul I love thy daughter, Than is the throne of Denmark to thy father. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child; To our most valiant brother. So much for him,-- Come you to make confession to this father? And in the vapour of my glory smother'd. Preys on the issue of his mother's body, Let his queen mother all alone entreat him My daughter he hath wedded: I will die. Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter;-- Touch'd you the bastardy of Edward's children? Shall I go win my daughter to thy will? Most throughly for my father. 
Wife, children, servants, all

 But the queen's kindred, and night-walking heralds If thou didst ever thy dear father love-- Your children shall be kings. My father is not dead, for all your saying. Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death,