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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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So fast they follow:--your sister's drown'd, Laertes.

 Her mother is the lady of the house. He for his father's sake so loves the prince To take our brother Clarence to your grace. And be a happy mother by the deed. Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves. as your daughter may conceive:--friend, look to't. Will to your mother, to entreat of her And hear your mother's lamentation! But smother'd it within my panting bulk, For then I'll marry Warwick's youngest daughter: Wept like two children in their deaths' sad story. Wept like two children in their deaths' sad story. And the dire death of my poor sons and brothers? My brother's love, the devil, and my rage. To show yourself your father's son in deed And,--would it were not so!--you are my mother. Or by his father there were none at all; If thou didst ever thy dear father love-- Laertes, was your father dear to you? My leisure serves me, pensive daughter, now.--