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O love! O life!--not life, but love in death! And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse, In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?-- A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell Edward, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead.-- An older and a better soldier none Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die,-- Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw Which I have told thee, of my father's death: But let it be.--Horatio, I am dead; Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war. I am dead, Horatio.--Wretched queen, adieu!-- And in their triumph die; like fire and powder, How oft when men are at the point of death The other Edward dead to quit my Edward; I say, my lord, they have deserved death. I that was wash'd to death with fulsome wine, Tell them how Edward put to death a citizen, There's nothing serious in mortality: An older and a better soldier none O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death! Edward, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead.-- Can vengeance be pursu'd further than death?