Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
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Then say they were not slain: Behold this pattern of thy butcheries.-- Methought the souls of all that I had murder'd My wife kill'd too? For them the gracious Duncan have I murder'd; - Thy Edward he is dead, that kill'd my Edward;
The citizens are up, and Tybalt slain.-- What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, Pitiful sight! here lies the county slain;-- The children live whose fathers thou hast slaughter'd, Those that Macbeth hath slain. Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- Murder'd her kinsman.--O, tell me, friar, tell me, There's one did laugh in's sleep, and one cried, "Murder!" An hour but married, Tybalt murdered, As loth to bear me to the slaughter-house. Of this dead butcher, and his fiend-like queen,-- That he which hath your noble father slain Murder'd her kinsman.--O, tell me, friar, tell me, Murder thy breath in middle of a word, What men of name are slain on either side? To bear a poison, I would temper it, Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison,