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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Fool, fool! thou whett'st a knife to kill thyself. But banished to kill me; banished? Not to kill him, having a warrant for it; but to be damned Yet I should kill thee with much cherishing. The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire: The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear; There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, not to kill the duke. A bloody tyrant and a homicide; Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. Murder! And in this brainish apprehension, kills Nay, he is dead; and slain by Edward's hand. not to kill the duke. [Aside.] It is the poison'd cup; it is too late. Please you. But I had rather kill two enemies. The children live whose fathers thou hast slaughter'd, Most sacrilegious murder hath broke ope Here, thou incestuous, murderous, damned Dane, Would murder as it fell. To be reveng'd on him that kill'd my husband.