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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Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies Had I but died an hour before this chance, She's dead, deceas'd, she's dead; alack the day! And only in that safety died her brothers. Who, almost dead for breath, had scarcely more I fear no uncles dead. A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell O earth, which this blood drink'st, revenge his death! Of his own just remove: the people muddied, For whose dear sake thou wast but lately dead; All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- And death, not Romeo, take my maidenhead! Or let me die, to look on death no more! Is by a forged process of my death But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead. Let fall thy lance: despair and die!-- Dead. Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows,