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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A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? - Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;
Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Treachery! seek it out. Of England's chair, where he is falsely set; A dagger of the mind, a false creation, False to his children and his wife's allies; How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! Have at thee, coward! Such love must needs be treason in my breast: Relent! 'tis cowardly and womanish. Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; The treacherous instrument is in thy hand, Her husband, knave:--wouldst thou betray me? Have at thee, coward! God keep me from false friends! but they were none. I am not treacherous. Confound your hidden falsehood, and award I speak no treason. That treason can but peep to what it would, How cheerfully on the false trail they cry!