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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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O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs

 That I did kill them. 
Come, cordial and not poison, go with me

 Financial and emotional strength;  Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. 
His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights,

 To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad. Carried to Colme-kill, As ours by murder, to make him a king! Of these supposed crimes to give me leave, Poison hath residence, and medicine power: No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes Transports his poison'd shot,--may miss our name, [Aside.] It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. That he which hath your noble father slain Is there a murderer here? No;--yes, I am: Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. Ring the alarum bell:--murder and treason!