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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Unless things mortal move them not at all,-- Devoutly to be wish'd. To die,--to sleep;-- Would create soldiers, make our women fight, Ah, well-a-day! he's dead, he's dead, he's dead! Thy nephews' souls bid thee despair and die!-- O'er ladies' lips, who straight on kisses dream,-- 'Tis meet that some more audience than a mother, Why the man dies.--I humbly thank you, sir. But our cold maids do dead men's fingers call them. To keep those many many bodies safe Thy Edward he is dead, that kill'd my Edward; And turn'd that black word death to banishment: When thou shalt tell the process of their death. When thou shalt tell the process of their death. Seeking for Richmond in the throat of death. At Tewksbury: despair, therefore, and die!-- Proceed thus rashly in the villain's death,