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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When have I injur'd thee? when done thee wrong?-- A base foul stone, made precious by the foil That foul defacer of God's handiwork; With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends Thou mayst be damned for that wicked deed! The Devil himself. God's wrong is most of all. Let my disclaiming from a purpos'd evil Wrong not her birth; she is of royal blood. Yet you have all the vantage of her wrong. But if black scandal or foul-fac'd reproach Ah, gentle villain, do not turn away! Swear then by something that thou hast not wrong'd. She married:-- O, most wicked speed, to post A baseness to write fair, and labour'd much Who cannot want the thought, how monstrous To base declension and loath'd bigamy: All you have to do is be teachable, have the desire for a better life and be willing to change what you're doing now. Of horrid hell can come a devil more damn'd Hold me a foe;