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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Go, then, my mother, to thy daughter go; Thou still hast been the father of good news. As hell, whereto it goes. My mother stays: And be a happy mother by the deed. Well, well, thou hast a careful father, child; O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!-- My children too? Nor when thy warlike father, like a child, To an impatient child that hath new robes, Ay brother,--to our grief, as it is yours: Your royal father's murder'd. Is my dear son with such sour company: Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended. Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is Tell him when that our princely father York And hast the comfort of thy children left; Sirrah, your father's dead; Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous They met me in the day of success; and I have
learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than
mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them
further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished.
Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from
the king, who all-hailed me, 'Thane of Cawdor'; by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the
coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that shalt be!' This have
I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of
greatness; that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by
being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy
heart, and farewell. That I am guiltless of your father's death, The queen your mother and your brother York Good father, I beseech you on my knees, Saw you the weird sisters? - DO NOT RESPOND BY EMAIL AND DON'T GO TO SLEEP WITHOUT LISTENING TO THIS!