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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As thou dost swallow up this good king's blood, For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood A bloody deed, and desperately dispatch'd! Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him, O God, which this blood mad'st, revenge his death! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold; And question this most bloody piece of work To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood; Mine issue of your blood upon your daughter. When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me, O, what a rash and bloody deed is this! Nearer in bloody thoughts, an not in blood, To ears of flesh and blood.--List, list, O, list!-- Ay, and much better blood than his or thine.