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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Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, Of these supposed crimes to give me leave, What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance. The children live whose fathers thou hast slaughter'd, The drink, the drink!--I am poison'd. Guaranteed Work Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay; A bloody tyrant and a homicide; So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter, Those that Macbeth hath slain. To kill their gracious father? damned fact! Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio? Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; And in this brainish apprehension, kills Hath slain ten thousand Tybalts. Tybalt's death Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, Murder! That he which hath your noble father slain That never dreamt on aught but butcheries: Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd; O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, I had a Henry, till a Richard kill'd him: