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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And make me die a good old man!-- But she's best married that dies married young. In the dead vast and middle of the night, Is Romeo slaughter'd, and is Tybalt dead? Either thou wilt die by God's just ordinance Where the dead body is bestow'd, my lord, But dead they are, and, devilish slave, by thee. I brought my master news of Juliet's death; God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; And fall thy edgeless sword: despair and die!-- The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo His venom tooth will rankle to the death: When thou shalt tell the process of their death. Whose deadly web ensnareth thee about? Yet had we not determin'd he should die And drop into the rotten mouth of death. They smile at me who shortly shall be dead. An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die i' the streets, Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; For which, they say, you spirits oft walk in death, Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, Became him like the leaving it; he died Inter their bodies as becomes their births: