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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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To murder me?

 
To hide the slain?--O, from this time forth,
 To do this piece of ruthless butchery, Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, You speak as if that I had slain my cousins. So you must take your husbands.--Begin, murderer; pox, leave 
  • This murderous shaft that's shot
 Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, 
Haply some poison yet doth hang on them,
 But banished to kill me; banished? What though I kill'd her husband and her father? Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered!