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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.


All mortal consequences have pronounc'd me thus,--

 Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! To strike him dead I hold it not a sin. I must be gone and live, or stay and die. God knows I will not do it to the death. To make me die with a restorative. 
[To KING RICHARD.] When I was mortal, my anointed body

 Though yet of Hamlet our dear brother's death Of deaths put on by cunning and forc'd cause; Compare dead happiness with living woe; And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, Give, me superfluous death. And if I die no soul will pity me: Hath death lain with thy bride:--there she lies, O Romeo, Romeo, brave Mercutio's dead! 
Hath death lain with thy bride:--there she lies,

 If he were dead, what would betide on me? Dead art thou, dead!--alack, my child is dead; Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; Full soon the canker death eats up that plant. Would they were basilisks to strike thee dead!