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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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His secret murders sticking on his hands;

 In the division of each several crime, All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- I had a Henry, till a Richard kill'd him: Murder her brothers, and then marry her! Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house, But look'd not on the poison of their hearts: To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: To murder, murder our solemnity?-- Play something like the murder of my father Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! Didst thou not kill this king? A villain kills my father; and for that, As ours by murder, to make him a king! Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, That thou shalt do no murder: will you then Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? Poison hath residence, and medicine power: To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad. We must with all our majesty and skill