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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not to kill the duke. Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, To leave this keen encounter of our wits, That stay his cure: their malady convinces Welcome from Mantua: what says Romeo? And must she die for this? O, let her live, I am for the air; this night I'll spend Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, That now To you alone. Why seems it so particular with thee? And he to yours, and all of you to God's! There's no trust, To make confession and to be absolv'd. My dagger, little cousin? with all my heart! It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night Is to himself,--I will not say how true,-- I see thee yet, in form as palpable And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: And meet me suddenly at Salisbury. Fit to govern! To ears of flesh and blood.--List, list, O, list!-- And in this state she gallops night by night