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time to do't ;--Hell is murky!--Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier,

 Thy drugs are quick.--Thus with a kiss I die. But didst thou see them dead? No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, At least we'll die with harness on our back. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Welcome, gentlemen! ladies that have their toes Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward. And I, of ladies most deject and wretched Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death, Yes, he is dead: how wilt thou do for father? That makes us wretched by the death of thee, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, Inter their bodies as becomes their births: His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. That's by me wounded. Both our remedies Adieu, adieu! Hamlet, remember me. We should profane the service of the dead I have bewept a worthy husband's death, No, let the candied tongue lick absurd pomp; My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain Stand not amaz'd. The prince will doom thee death Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!-- A thing like death to chide away this shame, Long mayest thou live to wail thy children's death;