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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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For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god-kissing

 To threaten me with death is most unlawful. The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo It may be death. That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, Like death, when he shuts up the day of life; 
  • His means of death, his obscure burial,--
 But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger But let it be.--Horatio, I am dead; Make haste; the hour of death is expiate.  No, no, he is dead, Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu. In the dead vast and middle of the night,  He is dead and gone, lady, 
That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;--
 In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?--