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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Dead life, blind sight, poor mortal living ghost, Is not the causer of the timeless deaths Good grandam, tell us, is our father dead? My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt Using those thoughts which should indeed have died Yet had we not determin'd he should die A dateless bargain to engrossing death!-- Dies in his own too much: that we would do, Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. And look on death itself! up, up, and see The horrible conceit of death and night, Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead, Of death, contagion, and unnatural sleep: We have no need for tire-kickers or window shoppers. His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. That death and nature do contend about them,
And the place death, considering who thou art, At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!-- Give, me superfluous death. This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death,