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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Go, then, my mother, to thy daughter go; - One nickname for her purblind son and heir,
To make amends I'll give it to your daughter. Thou still hast been the father of good news. | Ravish our daughters?--Hark! I hear their drum. |
Being the right idea of your father, Not that I think you did not love your father; King, father, royal Dane; O, answer me! The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium, Let his queen mother all alone entreat him I am thy father's spirit; 'One fair daughter, and no more, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still. My daughter he hath wedded: I will die. That is the butt end of a mother's blessing; Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!-- Hath sent a letter to his father's house. And with my child my joys are buried!