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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, With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, To ears of flesh and blood.--List, list, O, list!-- Cursed the blood that let this blood from hence! Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! O, what a rash and bloody deed is this! To ears of flesh and blood.--List, list, O, list!-- And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison,
Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. And God, not we, hath plagu'd thy bloody deed. With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock 'tis day, Holds such an enmity with blood of man - O heaven!--O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!
Having bought love with such a bloody spoil. Free from our feasts and banquets bloody knives; I can not even think of a way to not hit that number unless I completely stopped doing everything. Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?