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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I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. And all those twenty could but kill one life. - There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee,
Murder most foul, as in the best it is; Five have I slain to-day instead of him.-- Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, To help thee curse this poisonous bunch-back'd toad. In the poison'd entrails throw.-- For thee to slaughter: for my daughters, Richard,-- Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd. Never hung poison on a fouler toad. Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son, There is thy gold; worse poison to men's souls, Tybalt, that murderer, which way ran he? The parents live whose children thou hast butcher'd, That didst unworthy slaughter upon others. All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- Macbeth does murder sleep,"--the innocent sleep; Macbeth does murder sleep,"--the innocent sleep; With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May; Or in my cell there would she kill herself. Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,