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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Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Giving to you no further personal power In nature is a tyranny; it hath been In general synod, take away her power; Here may you see the tyrant. The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, [To RICHMOND.] Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! The last was I that felt thy tyranny: This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues, If you do sweat to put a tyrant down, My operant powers their functions leave to do: Insulting tyranny begins to jet O heavenly powers, restore him! And lead thy daughter to a conqueror's bed; Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up Call up Lord Stanley, bid him bring his power: Come, go we to the king; our power is ready; To whom I will retail my conquest won, Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny,