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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With pestilent speeches of his father's death; But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger Alack the day, she's dead, she's dead, she's dead! Would they were basilisks to strike thee dead! Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice And threaten'd me with death, going in the vault, Strange images of death. As thick as hail Had I but died an hour before this chance, To threaten me with death is most unlawful. Which in his death were perfect. But let it be.--Horatio, I am dead; Misconster us in him, and wail his death. To both their deaths shalt thou be accessary. This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, Like death, when he shuts up the day of life; Doth with their death bury their parents' strife.