JULIET Some word there was, worser than Tybalt’s death, That murdered me; I would forget it fain, But O, it presses to my memory, Like damnèd guilty deeds to sinners’ minds: ‘Tybalt is dead, and Romeo banishèd’. That ‘banishèd’, that one word ‘banishèd’, Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. (3.2.108-114) […]
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