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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I am dead, Horatio.--Wretched queen, adieu!-- Death makes no conquest of this conqueror; Who knows not that the gentle duke is dead? Shot from the deadly level of a gun, In that word's death; no words can that woe sound.-- That's by me wounded. Both our remedies Strange images of death. As thick as hail That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, My father is not dead, for all your saying. Though not by war, by surfeit die your king, So mortal that, but dip a knife in it, It is supposed, the fair creature died,--
Hold fast the mortal sword, and, like good men, To-day shalt thou behold a subject die Why should I play the Roman fool, and die