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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Your royal father's murder'd. His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God! Mercy but murders, pardoning those that kill. But now, a scientific breakthrough has shown that the real secret to losing fat is to cut your intake of carbohydrates and sugars. I sell thee poison; thou hast sold me none. What wilt thou do? thou wilt not murder me?-- No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; I had a Richard too, and thou didst kill him; The slaughter of the prince that ow'd that crown, Which his hell-govern'd arm hath butchered! | Methought their souls whose bodies Richard murder'd |
Murder her brothers, and then marry her! Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. Which way ran he that kill'd Mercutio? What though I kill'd her husband and her father? Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, O, this is the poison of deep grief; it springs And take my milk for gall, your murdering ministers,