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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Than thou hast made me by my dear lord's death!" Go to thy death-bed, They met me in the day of success; and I have
learned by the perfectest report they have more in them than
mortal knowledge. When I burned in desire to question them
further, they made themselves air, into which they vanished.
Whiles I stood rapt in the wonder of it, came missives from
the king, who all-hailed me, 'Thane of Cawdor'; by which title,
before, these weird sisters saluted me, and referred me to the
coming on of time, with 'Hail, king that shalt be!' This have
I thought good to deliver thee, my dearest partner of
greatness; that thou mightst not lose the dues of rejoicing, by
being ignorant of what greatness is promised thee. Lay it to thy
heart, and farewell. Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!-- That in the sty of the most deadly boar Thou detestable maw, thou womb of death, Wert thou not banished on pain of death? Go to thy death-bed, Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. Subtly hath minister'd to have me dead, For food and diet, to some enterprise