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 lord, I came to see your father's funeral. So fast they follow:--your sister's drown'd, Laertes. My father, in his habit as he liv'd! I think it was to see my mother's wedding. Do you not hope your children shall be kings, What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Mark Antony's was by Caesar. He chid the sisters This letter he early bid me give his father; But even his mother shall uncharge the practice Where is my mother?--why, she is within; Are to your throne and state, children and servants; You cannot guess who caus'd your father's death. My father's death,-- From love's weak childish bow she lives unharm'd. Will I withal endow a child of thine; Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen. I am their father's mother; I will see them. To make amends I'll give it to your daughter. [Within.] Ho, daughter! are you up?