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For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.-- Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, Now comes the wanton blood up in your cheeks, Albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs, Would to the bleeding and the grim alarm Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood! It is the bloody business which informs With blood of fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, And with thy bloody and invisible hand