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 lend a tyrannous and a damned light Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, From whom this tyrant holds the due of birth, Here may you see the tyrant. The tyrant has not batter'd at their peace? Ere from this war thou turn a conqueror; With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, His tyranny for trifles; his own bastardy,-- * Micro small size
Do we but find the tyrant's power to-night, Your wives shall welcome home the conquerors; Clean over-blown, themselves, the conquerors So, as a painted tyrant, Pyrrhus stood; O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power And towards London do they bend their power, Acting it many ways. Nay, had I power, I should With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, The English power is near, led on by Malcolm,