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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Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die i' the streets, Are you tired of living paycheck to paycheck like I was? And by opposing end them?--To die,--to sleep,-- What sights of ugly death within my eyes! He cannot live, I hope; and must not die That are but mutes or audience to this act, That living mortals, hearing them, run mad;-- To keep those many many bodies safe And sayest thou yet that exile is not death!