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 had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him. But in battalions! First, her father slain: To murder me? Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried, "Murder!" The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.-- And Tybalt's dead, that would have slain my husband: A murderer and a villain; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Did You Know? If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. The most arch deed of piteous massacre O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: Were, on the quarry of these murder'd deer,