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With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Alack the day!--he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead! Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard kill'd him. Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Or in my cell there would she kill herself. Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, The slaughter of the prince that ow'd that crown, What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance. Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio? Pale Hecate's offerings; and wither'd murder, Whom, you may say, if't please you, Fleance kill'd, That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband: A brother's murder!--Pray can I not, Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife, For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane, not to kill the duke. Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer, To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: