Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Hadst thou no poison mix'd, no sharp-ground knife, I did enact Julius Caesar; I was kill'd i' the Capitol; Brutus Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor
Shall sleep no more,--Macbeth shall sleep no more! Doth make against me, of this direful murder; That never dreamt on aught but butcheries: To-day at Pomfret bloodily were butcher'd, But in battalions! First, her father slain: Poison, I see, hath been his timeless end:-- Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. With all his crimes broad blown, as flush as May; - Provoke us hither now to slaughter thee.
Thy murderous falchion smoking in his blood; Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; That he which hath your noble father slain