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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As my great power thereof may give thee sense, You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; And part in just proportion our small power.-- What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power? Good sir, whose powers are these? You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; A bloody tyrant and a homicide; [To RICHMOND.] Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! The power of man, for none of woman born Whose spirit, with divine ambition puff'd, A bloody tyrant and a homicide; When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head, Fear not, Macbeth; no man that's born of woman
Shall e'er have power upon thee.--Then fly, false thanes, Six or seven thousand is their utmost power. That lend a tyrannous and a damned light His presence at the tyrant's feast, I hear, Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors No fairy takes, nor witch hath power to charm; His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,-- - Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night,