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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I did not kill your husband. I have bewept a worthy husband's death, This was your husband.--Look you now what follows: She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes And borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry. There stays a husband to make you a wife: In second husband let me be accurst! Delay this marriage for a month, a week; O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife! Is to become her husband and her father: When second husband kisses me in bed. If ever he have wife, let her be made And this is Edward's wife, that monstrous witch,
Wife, children, servants, all To blaze your marriage, reconcile your friends, For husband shalt thou,-- My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still. Includes a Red Ribbon not pictured here. Why in that rawness left you wife and child,-- Prepare her, wife, against this wedding-day.--