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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Tyrants themselves wept when it was reported. Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! To Stanley's regiment; bid him bring his power So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood; As my great power thereof may give thee sense, Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Here may you see the tyrant. For a charm of powerful trouble, For a charm of powerful trouble, My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, My operant powers their functions leave to do: His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,-- Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, Here may you see the tyrant. That fled the snares of watchful tyranny; If all else fail, myself have power to die. The last was I that felt thy tyranny: