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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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Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard kill'd him. He that hath kill'd my king, and whor'd my mother; To murder me and my good Lord of Gloster! And all those twenty could but kill one life. Upon the talk of the poisoning?-- Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son, A brother's murder!--Pray can I not, So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter, Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; But wherefore, villain, didst thou kill my cousin? Or in my cell there would she kill herself. Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself. The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: We have scotch'd the snake, not kill'd it; Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him; Ring the alarum bell:--murder and treason! Doth not she think me an old murderer, Lets Us Check People & Corporations Out For You!! To draw apart the body he hath kill'd: