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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Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Never came poison from so sweet a place. Murder! So don't wait any longer, take advantage of this sizzling summer special. This murderous shaft that's shot Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? And that bare vowel I shall poison more Your royal father's murder'd. And all those twenty could but kill one life. To murder me and my good Lord of Gloster! If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine, for killing him, from the which no warrant can defend me. To bear a poison, I would temper it, No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; And here he writes that he did buy a poison An if a man did need a poison now, And here he writes that he did buy a poison It is here, Hamlet: Hamlet, thou art slain; That you will war with God by murdering me?-- I did not kill your husband. Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,