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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The form of death: meantime I writ to Romeo Why then, God's soldier be he! I am dead, Horatio.--Wretched queen, adieu!-- And I, in such a desperate bay of death, As hush as death, anon the dreadful thunder To rouse thee from thy bed, there art thou dead: Here in Verona, ladies of esteem, I will not be afraid of death and bane, Our bosom interest:--go pronounce his present death, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.-- Strange images of death. As thick as hail Sometime she driveth o'er a soldier's neck, Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! Thy fault our law calls death; but the kind prince, That princely novice, was struck dead by thee? Would it were mortal poison, for thy sake! She should have died hereafter; To muddy death. My voice is in my sword: thou bloodier villain Why thy canoniz'd bones, hearsed in death, Than the death-darting eye of cockatrice: Then publish your videos to your own My Videos page, and share them with friends and family.