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And in this brainish apprehension, kills That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire, He sends you not to murder me for this; Or in my cell there would she kill herself. Have told me, I being by, that I should kill him? Either, heaven, with lightning strike the murderer dead; Then say they were not slain: To be reveng'd on him that kill'd my husband. Have done a drunken slaughter, and defac'd And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband: If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine, That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. Could draw to part them was stout Tybalt slain; Who should against his murderer shut the door, From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! Can serve my turn? Forgive me my foul murder!--