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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Had not been broken, nor my brother slain: Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf: Transports his poison'd shot,--may miss our name, A grave? O, no, a lanthorn, slaught'red youth, Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more,--Macbeth shall sleep no more! That didst unworthy slaughter upon others. As loth to bear me to the slaughter-house. An if a man did need a poison now, Direness, familiar to my slaught'rous thoughts, Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,