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For now they kill me with a living death. Upon whose property and most dear life
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player, And breath'd such life with kisses in my lips, Our crown, our life, and all that we call ours, That almost freezes up the heat of life: Of a despised life, clos'd in my breast, Thy life hath that dishonour'd. A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life; A milk-sop, one that never in his life She's so conjunctive to my life and soul, Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend. After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Who shall reward you better for my life Or if thou hast uphoarded in thy life Like death, when he shuts up the day of life; We'd jump the life to come. But in these cases Yet none of you would once beg for his life.-- The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, But heaven keeps his part in eternal life. It was, as I have seen it in his life,