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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| To whom I will retail my conquest won, |
Which by his death hath lost much majesty. I see, as in a map, the end of all. Is the great love the general gender bear him; If thou hast nature in thee, bear it not; Because they have been still my adversaries: And my imaginations are as foul 'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;-- My good lords both, with all the heed I can. Which, happily, foreknowing may avoid, Compare dead happiness with living woe; I would these dewy tears were from the ground. Mark you, Why, so;--being gone, No, good mother, here's metal more attractive. Thy prime of manhood daring, bold, and venturous; So much as from occasion you may glean, To wail the title, as her mother doth. That foul defacer of God's handiwork; My Lord of Gloster, in those busy days Tell me in sadness who is that you love?