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The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, 鈥╓hich hurts, and is desired.
Antony and Cleopatra 5.2
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Within me is a hell; and there the poison 鈥↖s as a fiend confined to tyrannize 鈥∣n unreprievable condemned blood.
King John 5.7
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'Tis now the very witching time of night, 鈥╓hen churchyards yawn, and hell itself breathes out 鈥–ontagion to this world.
Hamlet 3.2
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Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, 鈥ˋnd look on death itself! up, up, and see 鈥═he great doom's image! Malcolm! Banquo! 鈥ˋs from your graves rise up, and walk like sprites, 鈥═o countenance this horror! Ring the bell.
Macbeth 2.3
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The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead 鈥―id squeak and gibber in the Roman streets; 鈥ˋs stars with trains of fire, and dews of blood, 鈥―isasters in the sun.
Hamlet 1.1
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Come, thick night, 鈥ˋnd pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, 鈥═hat my keen knife see not the wound it makes, 鈥∟or heaven peep through the blanket of the dark.
Macbeth 1.5
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But that I am forbid 鈥═o tell the secrets of my prison house, 鈥↖ could a tale unfold whose lightest word 鈥╓ould harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood.
Hamlet 1.5
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Indeed? I heard it not. It then draws near the season 鈥╓herein the spirit held his wont to walk.
Hamlet 1.4
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Blind sight, dead life, poor mortal living ghost, 鈥╓oe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd.
Richard III 4.4
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There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave 鈥═o tell us this.
Hamlet 1.5
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Four days will quickly steep themselves in night; 鈥‵our nights will quickly dream away the time; 鈥ˋnd then the moon, like to a silver bow 鈥∟ew-bent in heaven, shall behold the night 鈥∣f our solemnities.
Midsummer Night鈥檚 Dream 1.1
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Philomel, with melody 鈥⊿ing in our sweet lullaby; 鈥↙ulla, lulla, lullaby, lulla, lulla, lullaby: 鈥∟ever harm, 鈥∟or spell nor charm, 鈥–ome our lovely lady nigh; 鈥⊿o, good night, with lullaby.
Midsummer Night鈥檚 Dream 2.2
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I am that merry wanderer of the night.
Midsummer Night鈥檚 Dream 2.1
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Alack, alack, what blood is this, which stains 鈥═he stony entrance of this sepulchre? 鈥╓hat mean these masterless and gory swords 鈥═o lie discolour'd by this place of peace?
Romeo and Juliet 5.3
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The Destinies will curse thee for this stroke; 鈥═hey bid thee crop a weed, thou pluck'st a flower: 鈥↙ove's golden arrow at him should have fled, 鈥ˋnd not Death's ebon dart, to strike dead.
Venus and Adonis
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"Witness these crimson lines;
Witness these trenches made by grief and care,
Witness the tiring day and heavy night;
Witness all sorrow, that I know thee well."
Titus Andronicus ~ Act 5 Scene 2
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I am no counterfeit: to die, 鈥╥s to be a counterfeit; for he is but the 鈥╟ounterfeit of a man who hath not the life of a man.
Henry IV Part I 5.4
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Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player 鈥═hat struts and frets his hour upon the stage 鈥ˋnd then is heard no more.
Macbeth 5.5
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And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, 鈥═o entertain these fair well-spoken days, 鈥↖ am determined to prove a villain 鈥ˋnd hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Richard III 1.1
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Tellest thou me of 'ifs'? Thou art a traitor: 鈥∣ff with his head!
Richard III 3.4
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