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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That fled the snares of watchful tyranny; As my great power thereof may give thee sense, To whom I will retail my conquest won, Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Where is thy power, then, to beat him back? And part in just proportion our small power.-- Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; The tyrannous and bloody act is done,-- Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! South from the mighty power of the king. Is in the field, and still his power increaseth. But passion lends them power, time means, to meet, That lend a tyrannous and a damned light Is in the field, and still his power increaseth. With an untitled tyrant bloody-scepter'd, - So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood;
| The greatest strength and power that he can make, |
And towards London do they bend their power, What says Lord Stanley? will he bring his power?