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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Where I have learn'd me to repent the sin
The urging of that word judgment hath bred a kind of remorse in Hence both are gone; with conscience and remorse Put not another sin upon my head Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin: The taints and blames I laid upon myself, Stop up the access and passage to remorse, Make mad the guilty, and appal the free; We give to thee our guiltless blood to drink. Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! Which after-hours gives leisure to repent. Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! | With less remorse than Pyrrhus' bleeding sword |
That ever yet this land was guilty of. That ever yet this land was guilty of. That guilty creatures, sitting at a play, Your loneliness.--We are oft to blame in this,-- As in their birth,--wherein they are not guilty, As in their birth,--wherein they are not guilty, The sin of my ingratitude even now How that the guilty kindred of the queen