Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Like a good child and a true gentleman. There wanteth now our brother Gloster here, The queen your mother and your brother York Follow my mother. Good grandam, tell us, is our father dead? O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Wept like two children in their deaths' sad story. Farewell, dear mother. And hurt my brother.
Good night, mother. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, A villain kills my father; and for that, And does blaspheme his breed?--Thy royal father See thou deliver it to my lord and father. To win your daughter. But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, If you do love my brother, hate not me; And,--would it were not so!--you are my mother. What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance.