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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I bear a charmed life, which must not yield If grace had bless'd thee with a fairer life. That the life-weary taker mall fall dead; Life and these lips have long been separated: For now he lives in fame, though not in life.-- The single and peculiar life is bound, - Woe's scene, world's shame, grave's due by life usurp'd,
Miscarried by my fault, let my old life But how long fairly shall her sweet life last? My life were better ended by their hate Did forfeit, with his life, all those his lands, Her life is safest only in her birth. Poor living corse, clos'd in a dead man's tomb! My life were better ended by their hate The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Chief nourisher in life's feast. Against my near'st of life; and though I could - A deep repentance: nothing in his life
Miscarried by my fault, let my old life And sure I am two men there are not living Against my near'st of life; and though I could More miserable by the life of thee