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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| Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. |
A brother's murder!--Pray can I not, Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd. As ours by murder, to make him a king! O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, My brother kill'd no man,--his fault was thought, To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad.
The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, He has kill'd me, mother: For false forswearing, and for murder too: Macbeth does murder sleep,"--the innocent sleep; You speak as if that I had slain my cousins. In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain? Come, cordial and not poison, go with me Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself. A second time I kill my husband dead His secret murders sticking on his hands; To be reveng'd on him that kill'd my husband.