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 villain kills my father; and for that, It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain; My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain; A brother's murder!--Pray can I not, Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him; Play something like the murder of my father That I, the son of a dear father murder'd, That murder'd my love's cousin,--with which grief, Carried to Colme-kill, Of this most grievous murder! That is because the traitor murderer lives. O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs butcher of a silk button, a duellist, a duellist; a gentleman of If he be slain, say I; or if not, no: Your royal father's murder'd. I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. The potent poison quite o'er-crows my spirit: Will you speak well of him that kill'd your cousin? My wife kill'd too? What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-- Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:-- We must with all our majesty and skill So crimeful and so capital in nature, | Like to a murdering piece, in many places |