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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My children too? And be a happy mother by the deed. But yet to me they are strong. The queen his mother - Or by his father there were none at all;
My father Capulet will have it so;
In my voluptuousness: your wives, your daughters, And by that loss your daughter is made queen. To an impatient child that hath new robes, Besides, he hates me for my father Warwick; You cannot guess who caus'd your father's death. As birds do, mother. and aunt-mother are deceived. He should, for that, commit your godfathers:-- Brother, farewell: I will unto the king; Tired of working for someone else to make THEIR dream come true? And in the breath of bitter words let's smother That he which hath your noble father slain Your mother. Ravish our daughters?--Hark! I hear their drum. How doth my lady? Is my father well? Good madam, be not angry with the child. I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: Or thinking by our late dear brother's death