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.
.
We speak no treason, man;--we say the king Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. No less in truth than life: my first false speaking Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; Your bait of falsehood takes this carp of truth: Her husband, knave:--wouldst thou betray me? Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; For false forswearing, and for murder too: So do not I: go, coward as thou art.-- Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! Luxurious, avaricious, false, deceitful, For it hath cow'd my better part of man! Or my true heart with treacherous revolt No faith, no honesty in men; all perjur'd, I never was nor never will be false. The envious slanders of her false accusers; O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!-- A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death!