Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Spur your proud horses hard, and ride in blood; Their hands and faces were all badg'd with blood; The spring, the head, the fountain of your blood And dangerous success of bloody wars, Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock 'tis day, O Pomfret, Pomfret! O thou bloody prison, Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; A pair of bleeding hearts; thereon engrave So is he mine; and in such bloody distance, Bloody thou art; bloody will be thy end: By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins, With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, If you did the numbers to make sure I wasn't making them up, you'll see $560 missing this month. When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd!