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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neighbour's wife, but it detects him: 'tis a blushing shame- My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain;
See for Yourself:) For happy wife, a most distressed widow; O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! And sets a blister there; makes marriage-vows His wife, his babes, and all unfortunate souls In mincing with his sword her husband's limbs, There stays a husband to make you a wife: To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, With thy embracements to my wife's allies, For husband shalt thou,-- If ever he have wife, let her be made But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms, O prince!--O husband!--O, the blood is spill'd What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.-- neighbour's wife, but it detects him: 'tis a blushing shame- By holy marriage: when, and where, and how And all things shall be well, I warrant thee, wife: