Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead: His venom tooth will rankle to the death: Whose sale is present death in Mantua, Is death to any he that utters them. His nurse! why she was dead ere thou wast born. And the dire death of my poor sons and brothers? And by opposing end them?--To die,--to sleep,-- And must she die for this? O, let her live, My babes were destined to a fairer death, Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point, Sports, women, and more! Than thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!" 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother,