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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Died every day she lived. Fare-thee-well! A modern ecstasy; the dead man's knell Obey, and go with me; for thou must die. By thee was punched full of deadly holes: That Anne, my queen, is sick and like to die: Who, all as hot, turns deadly point to point, Incredibly Powerful! Would create soldiers, make our women fight, Proclaim a pardon to the soldiers fled Once more, on pain of death, all men depart. Is death of fathers, and who still hath cried, Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! Do I live dead that live to tell it now. Thy drugs are quick.--Thus with a kiss I die. My father is not dead, for all your saying.