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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For if the sun breed maggots in a dead dog, being a god-kissing When we have shuffled off this mortal coil, My very friend, hath got his mortal hurt Also many people will send out hundreds of thousands of e-mails instead of only 5,000 each. God will, in justice, ward you as his soldiers; To add the death of you. O, he hath kept an evil diet long, That death and nature do contend about them, And do't the speedier, that you may direct me Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death,