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


And make me die a good old man!--

 Alas, alas!--Help, help! My lady's dead!-- Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! And his commission to employ those soldiers, Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! And look on death itself! up, up, and see What sights of ugly death within my eyes! Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? By thee was punched full of deadly holes: This is thy sheath [stabs herself]; there rest, and let me die. And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: 
'Tis a vile thing to die, my gracious lord,
 That is no longer true, thanks to personal computers, increased phone services, fax machines, and the Internet, it is no longer necessary to live in close proximity to Big Business. Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him 
This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death,