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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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But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms,

 My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead O wretched state! O bosom black as death! And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife:  He is dead and gone; my father died:--they say he made a good end,-- And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, Body Fat Loss: Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies Their drenched natures lie as in a death, But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger And I, in such a desperate bay of death, Death of thy soul! those linen cheeks of thine