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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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- For false forswearing, and for murder too:
Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death Of these supposed crimes to give me leave, Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: If they do see thee, they will murder thee. To fight against that bloody homicide. Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house, That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband: Than such a murder is. A grave? O, no, a lanthorn, slaught'red youth, For murder, though it have no tongue, will speak Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- A grave? O, no, a lanthorn, slaught'red youth, All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- Be heap'd like mine, and that thy skill be more Come, cordial and not poison, go with me Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. Your skill shall, like a star in the darkest night, Your royal father's murder'd. My brother kill'd no man,--his fault was thought, Or in my cell there would she kill herself.