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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Well, God dild you! They say the owl was a baker's daughter. Thou slander of thy heavy mother's womb! | Your children were vexation to your youth; |
Hamlet, thou hast thy father much offended. me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me: Lest, being seen, thy brother, tender George, But, you must know, your father lost a father; Did to thy father, steep'd in Rutland's blood,-- Of comfort, kingdom, kindred, freedom, life. Preys on the issue of his mother's body, Being nothing like the noble duke my father. Say, Voltimand, what from our brother Norway? But in your daughter's womb I bury them:
'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, A care-craz'd mother to a many sons,