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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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And her immortal part with angels lives. - Look'd pale when they did hear of Clarence' death?
The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead I have bewept a worthy husband's death, If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones, If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, The soldiers' music and the rites of war Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! Death, lie thou there, by a dead man interr'd. A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell - Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die.
If however you are not disposed to assist: The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England; | Alas, alas!--Help, help! My lady's dead!-- |
Thus twice before, and jump at this dead hour, Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Exposing what is mortal and unsure The death I gave him. So again, good-night.--