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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Like powder in a skilless soldier's flask, O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, Tybalt, here slain, whom Romeo's hand did slay; A bloody tyrant and a homicide; Who should against his murderer shut the door,
Nay, do not pause; for I did kill King Henry,-- Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- Please you. But I had rather kill two enemies. That murder'd my love's cousin,--with which grief, From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! To bear a poison, I would temper it, Transports his poison'd shot,--may miss our name,