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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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I must be gone and live, or stay and die.

 Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! Wert thou not banished on pain of death? Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death,  And I Will stand the hazard of the die: Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd. Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave to think!-- Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, Give me my Romeo; and, when he shall die, 
The imminent death of twenty thousand men

 That's by me wounded. Both our remedies 
It may be death.
 From the dead temples of this bloody wretch Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; She should have died hereafter; And make me die a good old man!-- Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, Death and destruction dogs thee at thy heels; Let every soldier hew him down a bough, Whose sale is present death in Mantua, Would create soldiers, make our women fight, Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage; Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.--