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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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Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!

 On pain of torture, from those bloody hands With blood remov'd but little from her own? To royalize his blood I spilt mine own. Steep'd in the faultless blood of pretty Rutland;-- For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood That fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, Bloody thou art; bloody will be thy end: Were thicker than itself with brother's blood,-- They bleed on both sides.--How is it, my lord? And dangerous success of bloody wars, O bloody Richard!--miserable England! 
  • Benvolio, who began this bloody fray?
 O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death! Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? I have no more sons of the royal blood Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood: Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood! And Juliet bleeding; warm, and newly dead, 
As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood,
 For like the hectic in my blood he rages, The sleepy grooms with blood. *** GIRLS FUCKING ANIMALS AFTER SCHOOL ***" To bear this tidings to the bloody king:--