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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To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad. For thee to slaughter: for my daughters, Richard,--
For now they kill me with a living death. To kill their gracious father? damned fact! [Behind.] O, I am slain! There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. Never came poison from so sweet a place. Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; Is there a murderer here? No;--yes, I am: A villain kills my father; and for that, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love; Please you. But I had rather kill two enemies. Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more,--Macbeth shall sleep no more! Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: If I have kill'd the issue of your womb, Fell slaughter on their souls: heaven rest them now! To ANY Man OR Woman...Guaranteed!