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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For blood of ours shed blood of Montague.-- The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Hold it a fashion, and a toy in blood: A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse; | Where bloody Tybalt, yet but green in earth, |
The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood, Holds such an enmity with blood of man O bloody Richard!--miserable England! My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth! Albeit they were flesh'd villains, bloody dogs, Where it draws blood no cataplasm so rare, Be satisfied, dear God, with our true blood, Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! And dangerous success of bloody wars, She swoons to see them bleed. Threaten his bloody stage: by the clock 'tis day, Bloody instructions, which being taught, return