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

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Drown desperate sorrow in dead Edward's grave,

 Using those thoughts which should indeed have died Inter their bodies as becomes their births: Why I descend into this bed of death That unsubstantial death is amorous; And lead you even to death: meantime forbear, Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die,-- And drop into the rotten mouth of death. Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! Alack the day!--he's gone, he's kill'd, he's dead! Inter their bodies as becomes their births: Sirrah, your father's dead; And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse, One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead. Yes,--that the king is dead. Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death Wert thou not banished on pain of death? All is but toys: renown and grace is dead; That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, That I am guiltless of your father's death, 
Methought their souls whose bodies Richard murder'd

 
  • That are but mutes or audience to this act,
 It is legal.