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So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter, For I repent me that the duke is slain. Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; Never came poison from so sweet a place. Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; Murder her brothers, and then marry her! Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, As kill a king! No doubt the murderous knife was dull and blunt The drink, the drink!--I am poison'd. If I have kill'd the issue of your womb, Either, heaven, with lightning strike the murderer dead; Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: Our Membership FAQ Didst thou not kill this king? That he which hath your noble father slain I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him; Have done a drunken slaughter, and defac'd