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Cliquer sur les vers pour les voir dans leur contexte. Les pièces de Shakespeare sont disponibles auprès du Projet Gutenberg.

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Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord.

 
Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch?
 In the dead vast and middle of the night, Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, A dateless bargain to engrossing death!-- From the dead temples of this bloody wretch Who, in her duty and obedience, mark, Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!-- God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; This, in obedience, hath my daughter show'd me; 
This is the truth, or let Benvolio die.
 And these,--who, often drown'd, could never die,-- O love! O life!--not life, but love in death! Long mayest thou live to wail thy children's death; And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by. O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream,-- I'm also finding that it helps people with aches and pains. Dead for a ducat, dead! And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, Sir Walter Herbert, a renowned soldier; Rivers that died at Pomfret! despair and die! More miserable by the death of him It is supposed, the fair creature died,-- Zounds, he dies: I had forgot the reward.