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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Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; Murder her brothers, and then marry her! Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature As ours by murder, to make him a king! That never dreamt on aught but butcheries: Of this most grievous murder! What 'twere to kill a father; so should Fleance. Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks, Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; - For false forswearing, and for murder too:
So crimeful and so capital in nature, The father rashly slaughter'd his own son, Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- My grandam told me he was murder'd there. Romeo that kill'd him, he is banished. Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son,