Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
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Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son, I had a Rutland too, thou holp'st to kill him. Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- Hamlet in madness hath Polonius slain, That I did kill them. That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! So you must take your husbands.--Begin, murderer; pox, leave My brother kill'd no man,--his fault was thought, The slaughter of the prince that ow'd that crown, Would murder as it fell. Ay, and since too, murders have been perform'd Was by a mousing owl hawk'd at and kill'd. Haply some poison yet doth hang on them, But look'd not on the poison of their hearts: From all the slaughters, wretch, that thou hast done! Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? To bear a poison, I would temper it, Savagely slaughter'd: to relate the manner Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- If one could match you: the scrimers of their nation