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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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Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death:

 I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- 
Thy Clarence he is dead that stabb'd my Edward;
 
And lead you even to death: meantime forbear,
 Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! This, in obedience, hath my daughter show'd me; That unsubstantial death is amorous; Than Edward will for tidings of my death. Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face? For food and diet, to some enterprise Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death? Dead life, blind sight, poor mortal living ghost, 
Alas, my liege, my wife is dead to-night;
 Rivers that died at Pomfret! despair and die! Some word there was, worser than Tybalt's death, 
Come, death, and welcome! Juliet wills it so.--

 Bear Hamlet like a soldier to the stage; Let fall thy lance: despair and die!-- To add the death of you. That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;-- Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! Hang thee, young baggage! disobedient wretch! Frozen almost to death, how he did lap me Would they were basilisks to strike thee dead! Doth the news hold of good King Edward's death?