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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Never came poison from so sweet a place. He has kill'd me, mother: This hand, which for thy love did kill thy love; All slain, all dead: 'Romeo is banished,'-- [Behind.] O, I am slain! To their vile murders: roasted in wrath and fire, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, Than such a murder is. Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- Of accidental judgments, casual slaughters; I did not kill your husband. Never to rise again: thy mother's poison'd: Of this most grievous murder! That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, Those that Macbeth hath slain. None wed the second but who kill'd the first. To murder me and my good Lord of Gloster! [Behind.] O, I am slain! I did not kill your husband. Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee. We must with all our majesty and skill