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Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, That murder'd me: I would forget it fain; As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; Dar'st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine? Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, It is a poison temper'd by himself.-- If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Fell slaughter on their souls: heaven rest them now! - Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,
Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him. We must with all our majesty and skill Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead? Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! My grandam told me he was murder'd there. Five have I slain to-day instead of him.-- I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none. For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, But banished to kill me; banished? As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. | Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, |