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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The only son of your great enemy. My father's spirit in arms! All is not well; - Whom I will marry straight to Clarence' daughter;--
Nurse, where's my daughter? call her forth to me. Comfort, dear mother: God is much displeas'd The earth, that's nature's mother, is her tomb; To an impatient child that hath new robes, Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen. I will confess she was not Edward's daughter. | But even his mother shall uncharge the practice |
Tell thee, Macduff was from his mother's womb Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: Be executed in his father's sight. O brother Montague, give me thy hand: One nickname for her purblind son and heir, Do you not come your tardy son to chide, Where is my father? Woe to that land that's govern'd by a child! Brother, good day: what means this armed guard Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, Now I have stain'd the childhood of our joy