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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And the dire death of my poor sons and brothers? The woman will be out.--Adieu, my lord: I'll pay that doctrine, or else die in debt.
Cold death aside, and with the other sends Death and destruction dogs thee at thy heels; Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice Poor living corse, clos'd in a dead man's tomb! And the dire death of my poor sons and brothers? Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, | No sleep close up that deadly eye of thine, |
Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! Dies not alone; but like a gulf doth draw Our bosom interest:--go pronounce his present death,