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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Your mother. More than his father's death, that thus hath put him The kindred of the queen, must die at Pomfret. My child is yet a stranger in the world, How that the guilty kindred of the queen The queen, your mother, in most great affliction of spirit, Come, come, we know your meaning, brother Gloster; He for his father's sake so loves the prince My father's brother; but no more like my father I was your mother much upon these years Send to her, by the man that slew her brothers, He should espouse Elizabeth her daughter. They are as children but one step below, A ministering angel shall my sister be Than that which dearest father bears his son Thy father, or thy mother, nay, or both, And from his mother's closet hath he dragg'd him: Therefore, dear mother,--I must call you so,-- No, good mother, here's metal more attractive. This letter he early bid me give his father; Long kept in Britagne at our mother's cost? O, in this love, you love your child so ill To an impatient child that hath new robes, | Who knows if Donalbain be with his brother? |