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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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not to kill the duke.

 There lies the man, slain by young Romeo, And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. I did not kill your husband.  Dar'st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine? And smil'st upon the stroke that murders me. He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. His name's Gonzago: I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him; You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; What men of name are slain on either side? Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death 
It is a poison temper'd by himself.--
 Play something like the murder of my father Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife, Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation An hour but married, Tybalt murdered,