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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Would none but I might venge my cousin's death! And leave him all; life, living, all is death's. In the same figure, like the king that's dead. And by opposing end them?--To die,--to sleep,-- Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, Take heed, take heed, for such die miserable. And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.-- This day those enernies are put to death, Turn thee Benvolio, look upon thy death. The present death of Hamlet. Do it, England; Though not by war, by surfeit die your king, Alas, poor Romeo, he is already dead! stabbed with a white Their drenched natures lie as in a death, Is Clarence dead? the order was revers'd. Never, my lord; therefore prepare to die. Have I a tongue to doom my brother's death, Are counsellors to fear. What soldiers, whey-face? The noble Paris and true Romeo dead.