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


This day those enernies are put to death,

 And his commission to employ those soldiers, Either, heaven, with lightning strike the murderer dead; Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! That's by me wounded. Both our remedies  He is dead and gone; The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword, Then love-devouring death do what he dare,-- which have walked in their sleep who have died holily in How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak! Don't be the phone companys guinea pig. And fear'st to die? famine is in thy cheeks, Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Rivers that died at Pomfret! despair and die! Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms, And I, in such a desperate bay of death,