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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Is't known who did this more than bloody deed? With blood remov'd but little from her own? Contagion to this world: now could I drink hot blood, Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu! Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled Is't known who did this more than bloody deed? Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; But as successively, from blood to blood, The nearer bloody. So she may live unscarr'd of bleeding slaughter, From cold and empty veins, where no blood dwells; Of carnal, bloody and unnatural acts; My blood for your rude brawls doth lie a-bleeding; For 'tis thy presence that exhales this blood Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold;