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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Adieu, adieu! Hamlet, remember me. All mortal consequences have pronounc'd me thus,-- That ever I should live to see thee dead! Edward, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead.-- To catch my death with jauncing up and down! But I, a maid, die maiden-widowed. My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death Unless things mortal move them not at all,-- And there die strangled ere my Romeo comes? A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu. And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.-- Your first is dead; or 'twere as good he were, Alas, alas!--Help, help! My lady's dead!-- A second time I kill my husband dead Contending 'gainst obedience, as they would make And so did I; well, we were born to die. Death lies on her like an untimely frost When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. Inter their bodies as becomes their births: Have of your audience been most free and bounteous; Their course of love, the tidings of her death: Make peace with God, for you must die, my lord.