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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 do conspire my death with devilish plots And so did I; well, we were born to die. Much more than death; do not say banishment. In the dead vast and middle of the night, Conceit in weakest bodies strongest works,-- Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, By Sinel's death I know I am Thane of Glamis; Thank you and God bless as I await your urgent response Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave, I brought my master news of Juliet's death; To add the death of you. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo Such mortal drugs I have; but Mantua's law My daughter he hath wedded: I will die. Our bosom interest:--go pronounce his present death, Richard the Second here was hack'd to death: Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day! Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.--