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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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That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd,

 
So you must take your husbands.--Begin, murderer; pox, leave

 Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered! That never dreamt on aught but butcheries: CALL NOW to receive your diploma within days!!! For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-- What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself. And slaughter'd those that were the means to help him; And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. Come, cordial and not poison, go with me There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, And all those twenty could but kill one life. We must with all our majesty and skill Either, heaven, with lightning strike the murderer dead; Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain,