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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Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand; Call this a lightning?--O my love! my wife! And she, there dead, that Romeo's faithful wife: Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast; Get the complete information and attack the problem TODAY. Wife, love Lord Hastings, let him kiss your hand; Thou kill'dst my husband Henry in the Tower, You are the Queen, your husband's brother's wife, If ever he have wife, let her be made Nor mother, wife, nor England's counted queen. O son, the night before thy wedding day She is the fairies' midwife; and she comes In second husband let me be accurst! We say that Shore's wife hath a pretty foot, I married them; and their stol'n marriage day And sets a blister there; makes marriage-vows