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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I must be gone and live, or stay and die. Strange dream, that gives a dead man leave to think!-- Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. O'er-cover'd quite with dead men's rattling bones, Thy Clarence he is dead that stabb'd my Edward; And his commission to employ those soldiers,
And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death They smile at me who shortly shall be dead. Their course of love, the tidings of her death: Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince, Death, desolation, ruin, and decay: And make me die the thrall of Margaret's curse, This is the truth, or let Benvolio die. When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. And the place death, considering who thou art, Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Was Tybalt's doomsday, whose untimely death That Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead: If you will live, lament; if die, be brief, Than thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!" Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord.