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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Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast; Thy husband in thy bosom there lies dead; I married them; and their stol'n marriage day Wife, children, servants, all I'll play the housewife for this once.--What, ho!-- And sets a blister there; makes marriage-vows Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband: In all which time you and your husband Grey What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, My fingers itch.--Wife, we scarce thought us bles'd Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king, But death hath snatch'd my husband from mine arms, My grave is like to be my wedding-bed. 'Signior Martino and his wife and daughters; Thy purpose marriage, send me word to-morrow,