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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There art thou happy: Tybalt would kill thee, Of butcher'd princes fight in thy behalf: Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; Of Edward's heirs the murderer shall be. In Margaret's battle at Saint Albans slain? That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, Of those effects for which I did the murder,-- Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd To bear a poison, I would temper it, The son, compell'd, been butcher to the sire: Murder most foul, as in the best it is; We must with all our majesty and skill His secret murders sticking on his hands; - I had an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;
Doth not she think me an old murderer, Of those effects for which I did the murder,-- If thou be'st slain and with no stroke of mine, For, hark you, Tybalt being slain so late, Hast thou slain Tybalt? wilt thou slay thyself? The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.-- That never dreamt on aught but butcheries: