Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Her husband, knave:--wouldst thou betray me? No less in truth than life: my first false speaking We speak no treason, man;--we say the king Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, Ring the alarum bell:--murder and treason!
False-boding woman, end thy frantic curse, Dear Sir/Madam, Affection makes him false, he speaks not true: That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, We speak no treason, man;--we say the king Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!