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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Imperious Caesar, dead and turn'd to clay, Strange images of death. As thick as hail But she's best married that dies married young. Revive, look up, or I will die with thee!-- | Were for myself: and so, my lord, adieu. |
For food and diet, to some enterprise I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- Best Regards: Or else I swoon with this dead-killing news! Poor heart, adieu! I pity thy complaining. And leave him all; life, living, all is death's. And fall thy edgeless sword: despair, and die!-- 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, And in this borrow'd likeness of shrunk death
My babes were destined to a fairer death, | Give, me superfluous death. |
Think on the Tower and me: despair, and die,-- Edward, my lord, thy son, our king, is dead.--