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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Scaring the ladies like a crow-keeper; I will not be afraid of death and bane, Let every soldier hew him down a bough, This, in obedience, hath my daughter show'd me; An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die i' the streets, And mortal eyes cannot endure the devil.-- As we have warranties: her death was doubtful; An older and a better soldier none *Bought a Home or Purchased A Car? I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- Which in his death were perfect. Take up the bodies.--Such a sight as this As one dead in the bottom of a tomb: Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit, And die ere men can say God save the queen! And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death Was pitied of Macbeth:--marry, he was dead:-- But she's best married that dies married young. The courtier's, scholar's, soldier's, eye, tongue, sword, Would none but I might venge my cousin's death! Stand not amaz'd. The prince will doom thee death An you be not, hang, beg, starve, die i' the streets,