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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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That would reduce these bloody days again, For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me, Those clamorous harbingers of blood and death. Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; The sleepy grooms with blood. When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul Pale, pale as ashes, all bedaub'd in blood, So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin: Had she affections and warm youthful blood, That would reduce these bloody days again, For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Blood to blood, self against self: O, preposterous Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! | [To KING RICHARD.] Bloody and guilty, guiltily awake, |
Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,-- The brother blindly shed the brother's blood,