Put this in any liquid thing you will And drink it offm and if you had the strength of twenty men, it would dispatch you straight. There is thy gold- worse poison to men's souls Doing more murder in this loatsome world. (5.1.77-81)
Now must I to the monument alone. Within this three hours will fair juliet wake, She will beshrew me much that Romeo Hath had no notice of these accidents; But I will write agian to Mantua, And keep her at my cell till Romeo come- Poor living corse, called in a dead man's tomb! (5.2.23-29)
A dateless bargain to engrossing death! Come, bitter conduct; come, unsavory guide! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy seasick weary bark! Here's to my love! (5.3.115-119)
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