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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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Hastings, and Edward's children, Grey, and Rivers,

 And Edward, my poor son, at Tewksbury. And hast the comfort of thy children left; But the true ground of all these piteous woes Come, come, you answer with an idle tongue. The broken rancour of your high-swoln hearts,  To-morrow is Saint Valentine's day Tut, man, one fire burns out another's burning, Unless it be while some tormenting dream Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, How to forget that learning; but, sir, now Young son, it argues a distemper'd head Whither, if it please you, we may now withdraw us. Who is to be buried in't? If it be so,--as so 'tis put on me, Just in her case! And by opposing end them?--To die,--to sleep,-- That should applaud again.--Pull't off, I say.-- Lies now even in the centre of this isle, O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! 
It is, my lord.

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