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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And question this most bloody piece of work When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells; Having bought love with such a bloody spoil. That would reduce these bloody days again, Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash And question this most bloody piece of work Can you do that?? Thou wast provoked by thy bloody mind, With blood remov'd but little from her own? When the blood burns, how prodigal the soul The wretched, bloody, and usurping boar, Cool it with a baboon's blood,