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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Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet? Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! Had she affections and warm youthful blood, Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? For the blood-bolter'd Banquo smiles upon me, The tyrannous and bloody act is done,-- Pour in sow's blood, that hath eaten Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Benvolio, who began this bloody fray? When scarce the blood was well wash'd from his hands With blood remov'd but little from her own? A piteous corse, a bloody piteous corse; Hood my unmann'd blood, bating in my cheeks, Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Dream on, dream on of bloody deeds and death: