Last words in Shakespeare

The last words of characters in Shakespeare. In a minority of cases, a description of a character's off-stage death is included. Antony and Cleopatra I am dying, Egypt, dying: Give me some wine, and let me speak a little. . . The miserable change now at my end Lament nor sorrow at; but please your thoughts In feeding them with those my former fortunes Wherein I lived, the greatest prince o' the world, The noblest; and do now not basely die, Not cowa h'd. Now my spirit is going; I can no more. - Antony As sweet as balm, as soft as air, as gentle,-- O Antony!--Nay, I will take thee too. What should I stay-- - Cleopatra, as she applies the second asp to her arm. Hamlet O, yet defend me, friends; I am but hurt! - Claudius O, I am slain! - Polonius He is justly served; It is a poison temper'd by himself. Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet: Mine and my father's death come not upon thee, Nor thine on me. - Laertes, talking of Claudius O God, Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me! If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story. . . O, I die, Horatio; The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: I cannot live to hear the news from England; But I do prophesy the election lights On Fortinbras: he has my dying voice; So tell him, with the occurrences, more and less, Which have solicited. The rest is silence. - Hamlet No, no, the drink, the drink!—O my dear Hamlet! — The drink, the drink! I am poison’d. - Gertrude Henry IV, part 1 O, Harry, thou hast robb'd me of my youth! I better brook the loss of brittle life Than those proud titles thou hast won of me; They wound my thoughts worse than sword my flesh: But thought's the slave of life, and life time's fool; And time, that takes survey of all the world, Must have a stop. O, I could prophesy, But that the earthy and cold hand of death Lies on my tongue: no, Percy, thou art dust And food for-- Dies Henry IV, part 2 Laud be to God! even there my life must end. It hath been prophesied to me many years, I should not die but in Jerusalem; Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land: But bear me to that chamber; there I'll lie; In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. - King Henry IV Henry V a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a' babbled of green fields. 'How now, sir John!' quoth I 'what, man! be o' good cheer.' So a' cried out 'God, God, God!' three or four times. Now I, to comfort him, bid him a' should not think of God; I hoped there was no need to trouble himself with any such thoughts yet. So a' bade me lay more clothes on his feet: I put my hand into the bed and felt them, and they were as cold as any stone; then I felt to his knees, and they were as cold as any stone, and so upward and upward, and all was as cold as any stone. - Mistress Quickly They say he cried out of sack. - Nym Ay, that a' did. - Mistress Quickly And of women. - Bardolph Nay, that a' did not. - Mistress Quickly Yes, that a' did; and said they were devils incarnate. - Boy describing Falstaff's death. Falstaff actually dies offstage. Julius Caesar Et tu, Brute? Then fall, Caesar! - Julius Caesar Caesar, thou art revenged, Even with the sword that kill'd thee. - Cassius Caesar, now be still: I kill'd not thee with half so good a will. - Brutus, as he runs on his sword King John O cousin, thou art come to set mine eye: The tackle of my heart is crack'd and burn'd, And all the shrouds wherewith my life should sail Are turned to one thread, one little hair: My heart hath one poor string to stay it by, Which holds but till thy news be uttered; And then all this thou seest is but a clod And module of confounded royalty. - King John King Lear And my poor fool is hang'd! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir. Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips, Look there, look there! - King Lear Slave, thou hast slain me: villain, take my purse: If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body; And give the letters which thou find'st about me To Edmund Earl of Gloucester, seek him out Upon the British party: O, untimely death! - Oswald Macbeth I will not yield, To kiss the ground before young Malcolm's feet, And to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though Birnam wood be come to Dunsinane, And thou opposed, being of no woman born, Yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, And damn'd be him that first cries, 'Hold, enough!' - Macbeth He has kill'd me, mother: Run away, I pray you! - Macduff's son O treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! Thou mayst revenge-O slave! - Banquo Othello O, who hath done this deed? - Emilia Nobody; I myself. Farewell. Commend me to my kind lord: O, farewell! - Desdemona What did thy song bode, lady? Hark, canst thou hear me? I will play the swan, And die in music. [sings] 'Willow, willow, willow.'-- Moor, she was chaste; she loved thee, cruel Moor; So come my soul to bliss as I speak true; So speaking as I think, I die... I die. - Emilia Demand me nothing: what you know, you know: From this time forth I never will speak word. - Iago, who does not die onstage, but who is being led to his immediate torture and eventual death. Soft you; a word or two before you go. I have done the state some service, and they know't. No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought Perplex'd in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees Their medicinal gum. Set you down this; And say besides, that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turban'd Turk Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by the throat the circumcised dog, And smote him, thus. - Othello Stabs himself O bloody period! - Lododvico All that's spoke is marr'd. - Gratiano I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this; Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. - Othello Falls on the bed, and dies Richard II O, spare me not, my brother Edward's son, For that I was his father Edward's son; That blood already, like the pelican, Hast thou tapp'd out and drunkenly caroused: My brother Gloucester, plain well-meaning soul, Whom fair befal in heaven 'mongst happy souls! May be a precedent and witness good That thou respect'st not spilling Edward's blood: Join with the present sickness that I have; And thy unkindness be like crooked age, To crop at once a too long wither'd flower. Live in thy shame, but die not shame with thee! These words hereafter thy tormentors be! Convey me to my bed, then to my grave: Love they to live that love and honour have. - John of Gaunt That hand shall burn in never-quenching fire That staggers thus my person. Exton, thy fierce hand Hath with the king's blood stain'd the king's own land. Mount, mount, my soul! thy seat is up on high; Whilst my gross flesh sinks downward, here to die. - King Richard II Richard III Which of you, if you were a prince's son, Being pent from liberty, as I am now, if two such murderers as yourselves came to you, Would not entreat for life? My friend, I spy some pity in thy looks: O, if thine eye be not a flatterer, Come thou on my side, and entreat for me, As you would beg, were you in my distress A begging prince what beggar pities not? - Clarence Slave, I have set my life upon a cast, And I will stand the hazard of the die: I think there be six Richmonds in the field; Five have I slain to-day instead of him. A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse! - King Richard III, just before he engages in the fight with Richmond in which he dies. Let's to it pell-mell If not to heaven, then hand in hand to hell! - Richard III, Ian McKellen and Richard Loncraine movie adaptation, taken from Richard's speech earlier in the play. Romeo and Juliet Here, here will I remain With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here Will I set up my everlasting rest, And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last! Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss A dateless bargain to engrossing death! Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide! Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark! Here's to my love! O true apothecary! Thy drugs are quick. Thus, with a kiss, I die. - Romeo Go, get thee hence, for I will not away. What's here? a cup, closed in my true love's hand? Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end: O churl! drunk all, and left no friendly drop To help me after? I will kiss thy lips; Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, To make die with a restorative. Thy lips are warm. Yea, noise? then I'll be brief. O happy dagger! This is thy sheath; there rust, and let me die. - Juliet Help me into some house, Benvolio, Or I shall faint. A plague o' both your houses! They have made worms' meat of me: I have it, And soundly too: your houses! - Mercutio Thou, wretched boy, that didst consort him here, Shall with him hence. - Tybalt O, I am slain! If thou be merciful, Open the tomb; lay me with Juliet. - Count Paris Titus Andronicus O, why should wrath be mute, and fury dumb? I am no baby, I, that with base prayers I should repent the evils I have done: Ten thousand worse than ever yet I did Would I perform, if I might have my will; If one good deed in all my life I did, I do repent it from my very soul. - Aaron the Moor External links Full versions of all of Shakespeare's plays can be found at Wikisource Category:Shakespearean plays Shakespeare