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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Let me be ta'en, let me be put to death; Richard the Second here was hack'd to death: They smile at me who shortly shall be dead. At least we'll die with harness on our back. Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die,-- Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers. Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell *Bonus: Get a Free cell/cordless Phone Shield/Booster with your order! For now they kill me with a living death. Or die a soldier as I liv'd a king. O, no, my reasons are too deep and dead;-- Who, in her duty and obedience, mark, Became him like the leaving it; he died Edward, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead.-- At least we'll die with harness on our back. - A thing like death to chide away this shame,
Not body's death, but body's banishment. Ah, aunt, you wept not for our father's death! As you are friends, scholars, and soldiers, Is Clarence dead? the order was revers'd.