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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You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; The English power is near, led on by Malcolm, With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Bruis'd underneath the yoke of tyranny, For that I saw the tyrant's power a-foot: My crown, mine own ambition, and my queen. Flock to the rebels, and their power grows strong. [To RICHMOND.] Virtuous and holy, be thou conqueror! When I shall tread upon the tyrant's head, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, That excellent grand tyrant of the earth, This tyrant, whose sole name blisters our tongues,