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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They hail'd him father to a line of kings: Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters The weird sisters, hand in hand, His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. Be to thy person, noble father-in-law! - Untimely smother'd in their dusky graves.
Been thus encounter'd. A figure like your father, O brother Montague, give me thy hand: Mother, good-night.--Indeed, this counsellor As being got, your father then in France, The son of Clarence have I pent up close; thou do for a father? The brother blindly shed the brother's blood, And in the breath of bitter words let's smother - And in the breath of bitter words let's smother
But in battalions! First, her father slain: Woe to that land that's govern'd by a child! Yet thou didst kill my children. With which she followed my poor father's body As it behooves my daughter and your honour. Are to your throne and state, children and servants; That I, the son of a dear father murder'd, A ministering angel shall my sister be Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen,