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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With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Come, cordial and not poison, go with me An if a man did need a poison now, O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, His secret murders sticking on his hands; Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be damned This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love; Upon his body that hath slaughter'd him! In the poison'd entrails throw.-- I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him. A few simple things like all other pyramid games: To do this piece of ruthless butchery, To-day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd, Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio?