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When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, Or die a soldier as I liv'd a king. I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, Devoutly to be wish'd. To die,--to sleep;-- The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead And lead you even to death: meantime forbear, O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death! Edward Plantagenet, why art thou dead? Devoutly to be wish'd. To die,--to sleep;-- Or let me die, to look on death no more! Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause; Or let me die, to look on death no more! I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, A thing like death to chide away this shame, Is the king dead? the empire unpossess'd? Is death to any he that utters them. Let every soldier hew him down a bough, That ever I should live to see thee dead! Being a thing immortal as itself? Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, PRINT THIS NOW FOR YOUR FUTURE REFERENCE Was pitied of Macbeth:--marry, he was dead:-- Why then, God's soldier be he! As we have warranties: her death was doubtful; And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!--