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


Than Edward will for tidings of my death.

 From the first corse till he that died to-day, Hold fast the mortal sword, and, like good men, Dead life, blind sight, poor mortal living ghost, The noble Paris and true Romeo dead. The bitter sentence of poor Clarence' death? Which by his death hath lost much majesty. Why I descend into this bed of death The soldiers' music and the rites of war How came he dead? I'll not be juggled with: The bladder is able to accumulate more urine and allows for a complete night of rest. She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day!  As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder Our bosom interest:--go pronounce his present death,