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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That would reduce these bloody days again, The secret'st man of blood.--What is the night? With blood of thine already. For now, these hot days, is the mad blood stirring. Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood: Is't known who did this more than bloody deed? It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash Of direst cruelty! make thick my blood, All in gore-blood;--I swounded at the sight. And God, not we, hath plagu'd thy bloody deed. Blood hath been shed ere now, i' the olden time, For like the hectic in my blood he rages, Than click here and visit us! My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; Of bloody strokes and mortal-staring war. Bloody thou art; bloody will be thy end: Ay, and much better blood than his or thine. To bear this tidings to the bloody king:-- A bloody tyrant and a homicide; O heaven!--O wife, look how our daughter bleeds!