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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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With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, And steep'd in blood?--Ah, what an unkind hour Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, To fight against that bloody homicide. Is't known who did this more than bloody deed? O bloody Richard!--miserable England! With blood of thine already. The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, One rais'd in blood, and one in blood establish'd; Alack, alack! what blood is this which stains And dangerous success of bloody wars, With blood of thine already. Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Dream on, dream on of bloody deeds and death: From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells;
And make poor England weep in streams of blood! With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, A bloody deed!--almost as bad, good mother, Holds such an enmity with blood of man Most Certainly! Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood;