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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He is dead and gone, lady, God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; Thou lily-liver'd boy. What soldiers, patch? And die ere men can say God save the queen! Whether they live or die. The imminent death of twenty thousand men That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead. Shall, stiff and stark and cold, appear like death: Your son, my lord, has paid a soldier's debt: My babes were destined to a fairer death, Thy drugs are quick.--Thus with a kiss I die. Their course of love, the tidings of her death: I will not be afraid of death and bane,