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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O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs A grave? O, no, a lanthorn, slaught'red youth, He poisons him i' the garden for's estate. His name's Gonzago: Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Play something like the murder of my father Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire, Thought you might be interested in the below info. Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, Having ever seen in the prenominate crimes Could draw to part them was stout Tybalt slain;