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My babes were destined to a fairer death, When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, At least we'll die with harness on our back. To undertake the death of all the world, | More miserable by the death of him |
Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: Yes,--that the king is dead.