Oyonale - Créations 3D et expériences graphiques
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O, I am slain! [Falls.] If thou be merciful, In the poison'd entrails throw.-- The sword of our slain kings: yet do not fear; That thou shalt do no murder: will you then But in battalions! First, her father slain: The most arch deed of piteous massacre For false forswearing, and for murder too: No place, indeed, should murder sanctuarize; A dram of poison; such soon-speeding gear Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter'd son, And that bare vowel I shall poison more That heaven finds means to kill your joys with love! O thou well skill'd in curses, stay awhile, Doth not she think me an old murderer, Dar'st thou resolve to kill a friend of mine? Those that Macbeth hath slain. Thou hadst an Edward, till a Richard kill'd him;