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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His horse is slain, and all on foot he fights, If he be slain, say I; or if not, no: Thou hadst a Richard, till a Richard kill'd him. To hide the slain?--O, from this time forth, That is because the traitor murderer lives. Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd My wife kill'd too? Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; Murder thy breath in middle of a word, Who should against his murderer shut the door, As that the villain lives which slaughter'd him. To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad. Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: Would murder as it fell. We must with all our majesty and skill His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!