Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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I am justly kill'd with mine own treachery. Falsely to draw me in these vile suspects. Thy dear love sworn, but hollow perjury, Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Thou canst not then be false to any man. A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward? Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries,
- As I am subtle, false, and treacherous,
Clarence is come,--false, fleeting, perjur'd Clarence,--
That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury;--
Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments! God keep me from false friends! but they were none.