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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A dram of poison; such soon-speeding gear That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband: You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; Methought their souls whose bodies Richard murder'd Would murder as it fell. Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him. What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, My brother kill'd no man,--his fault was thought, - Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood;
not to kill the duke. Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself. That villain cousin would have kill'd my husband: Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,-- Yours faithfully, DR, VICTOR UBONG. Like to a murdering piece, in many places To-day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd,