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


After life's fitful fever he sleeps well;

 As life were in't: I have supp'd full with horrors; Thy life hath that dishonour'd. No, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life; But heaven keeps his part in eternal life. Upon my life, my lord, I'll undertake it; And a man's life is no more than to say One. Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. No, no, my dream was lengthen'd after life; And leave him all; life, living, all is death's. An envious thrust from Tybalt hit the life The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees That makes calamity of so long life; My charity is outrage, life my shame,-- Against my near'st of life; and though I could Should be as mortal as an old man's life? Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,