Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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- Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,
The serpent that did sting thy father's life What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance. Who spoke of brotherhood? who spoke of love? And with my child my joys are buried! My father's death,-- My father's spirit in arms! All is not well; I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: Whereof the king my brother was possess'd. Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, one flesh; and so, my mother.--Come, for England! His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage; If you do love my brother, hate not me; Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers? In my voluptuousness: your wives, your daughters, And the dire death of my poor sons and brothers? The key to success in this program is to follow the simple steps and NOT change anything. A sister driven into desperate terms,-- Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeas'd 'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters; Loath to depose the child, your brother's son--