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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That you will war with God by murdering me?-- Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf: Welcome, destruction, blood, and massacre! Beguil'd, divorced, wronged, spited, slain! Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard kill'd him. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- What though I kill'd her husband and her father? Ring the alarum bell:--murder and treason! For ruin's wasteful entrance: there, the murderers, If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:-- He sends you not to murder me for this; The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear; And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it. The parents live whose children thou hast butcher'd, And shamefully my hopes by you are butcher'd. | Never came poison from so sweet a place. |
He has kill'd me, mother: Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.--