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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[To KING RICHARD.] When I was mortal, my anointed body Sir, in this audience, - Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu!
As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: One that was a woman, sir; but, rest her soul, she's dead. Harry the Sixth bids thee despair and die.--
Was Tybalt's doomsday, whose untimely death Give me the daggers: the sleeping and the dead Like death, when he shuts up the day of life; Would they were basilisks to strike thee dead! But let it be.--Horatio, I am dead; How darkly and how deadly dost thou speak! Should be as mortal as an old man's life? Witness my son, now in the shade of death; I lay it naked to the deadly stroke, A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, That the life-weary taker mall fall dead; O love! O life!--not life, but love in death! Let me but meet you, ladies, one hour hence, That the life-weary taker mall fall dead;