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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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Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband?

 In second husband let me be accurst! 
My fingers itch.--Wife, we scarce thought us bles'd
 A second time I kill my husband dead Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.-- This was your husband.--Look you now what follows: False to his children and his wife's allies; What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, I married them; and their stol'n marriage day My fingers itch.--Wife, we scarce thought us bles'd Lest in this marriage he should be dishonour'd, O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!-- 
You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife,

 With thy embracements to my wife's allies, Did it to help thee to a better husband. My daughter he hath wedded: I will die. Wisdom! to leave his wife, to leave his babes, Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.-- Is to become her husband and her father: For happy wife, a most distressed widow; His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. Well, think of marriage now: younger than you, Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. O heaven!--O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!