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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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If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation

 The most arch deed of piteous massacre O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs If two such murderers as yourselves came to you,-- [Aside.] It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. Be heap'd like mine, and that thy skill be more I had a Henry, till a Richard kill'd him: For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him; In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain? Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; 
Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;
 For now they kill me with a living death. [Behind.] O, I am slain! Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered! Our girls are new to you because when we see a girl on the street we approach her to be on our site.