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.
.
Die neither mother, wife, nor England's queen!-- Madam, good night: commend me to your daughter. The unnerved father falls. Then senseless Ilium, My lord, the king your father. Which I have told thee, of my father's death: Tell me, how fares our loving mother? Nor when thy warlike father, like a child, My father is not dead, for all your saying. If that our noble father were alive? Why in that rawness left you wife and child,-- 'A was a merry man,--took up the child: And in the vapour of my glory smother'd. Ah, good father, I cannot blame her: by God's holy mother, Now, sir, her father counts it dangerous My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still. - How doth my lady? Is my father well?
So from thy soul's love didst thou love her brothers;