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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And, in my company, my brother Gloster; Uncle, my brother mocks both you and me; No son of mine succeeding. If't be so, - Thy loving father, Hamlet.
But yet to me they are strong. The queen his mother Ay, mother; but I would not have it so. What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Which I have told thee, of my father's death: Will to your mother, to entreat of her Ay brother,--to our grief, as it is yours: May fright the hopeful mother at the view; And will this brother's wager frankly play.-- And by that loss your daughter is made queen. What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Thou slander of thy heavy mother's womb!
Now, mother, what's the matter? Your children were vexation to your youth; My father,--methinks I see my father. Her brother is in secret come from France; Had grac'd the tender temples of my child; Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter. Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen. I am his brother, and I love him well.