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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I have a daughter,--have whilst she is mine,-- Farewell, father. I dreamt last night of the three weird sisters: O me, O me!--my child, my only life! Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!-- If ever he have child, abortive be it, Your children's children quit it in your age. Dream on thy cousins smothered in the Tower: Come you to make confession to this father? - I will confess she was not Edward's daughter.
Which I have told thee, of my father's death: And all my children? More than my brother. "Ay," quoth my uncle Gloster What is her mother? The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret. Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: - And it mis-sheathed in my daughter's bosom!
Farewell, dear father. No, good mother, here's metal more attractive. Sister, where thou?