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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Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood; The day is ours, the bloody dog is dead. Who now the price of his dear blood doth owe? Was stabb'd with bloody daggers: God, I pray him, Swills your warm blood like wash, and makes his trough As, stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? Alas, how shall this bloody deed be answer'd? Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind, With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed: But since, so jump upon this bloody question, Thy garments are not spotted with our blood, By Christ's dear blood shed for our grievous sins,