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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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Murder!

 Come, cordial and not poison, go with me Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature My grandam told me he was murder'd there. Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death for killing him, from the which no warrant can defend me. Hath Romeo slain himself? say thou but I, Could draw to part them was stout Tybalt slain; Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!-- Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice There lies the man, slain by young Romeo, The most arch deed of piteous massacre Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! And smil'st upon the stroke that murders me. Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Upon the talk of the poisoning?-- All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; Today our company and our associates have over 126 million dollars in Money Judgments that we are currently processing.