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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Wife, children, servants, all Stanley, he is your wife's son:--well, look to it. My grave is like to be my wedding-bed. Soft! take me with you, take me with you, wife. No, why?--When he that is my husband now His father's death and our o'erhasty marriage. The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife, In second husband let me be accurst! His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage; His daughter meanly have I match'd in marriage; Where is thy husband now? where be thy brothers? My fingers itch.--Wife, we scarce thought us bles'd To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. I mean, his conversation with Shore's wife,-- Wife, children, servants, all My husband lives, that Tybalt would have slain; When second husband kisses me in bed. My husband lost his life to get the crown;