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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And only in that safety died her brothers. As one that had been studied in his death, - With twenty mortal murders on their crowns,
I fear no uncles dead. But with a rear-ward following Tybalt's death, That do conspire my death with devilish plots
And cruel death hath catch'd it from my sight! The soldiers' music and the rites of war O, I die, Horatio; Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die,-- And I, in such a desperate bay of death, Are here arriv'd, give order that these bodies Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, By thee was punched full of deadly holes: O wretched state! O bosom black as death! Be not so long to speak; I long to die, To time and mortal custom.--Yet my heart In the dead vast and middle of the night, - Is death to any he that utters them.
And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband: And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary. Rivers that died at Pomfret! despair and die!