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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Give me your pardon, sir: I have done you wrong: Take the devil in thy mind, and believe him not; he would Stew'd in corruption, honeying and making love Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! With that, methoughts, a legion of foul fiends I would not be the villain that thou think'st Thou drown the sad remembrance of those wrongs Before I'll see the crown so foul misplac'd. Foul wrinkled witch, what mak'st thou in my sight? I would not be the villain that thou think'st That do conspire my death with devilish plots Fouler than heart can think thee, thou canst make Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse And bakes the elf-locks in foul sluttish hairs, Search, seek, and know how this foul murder comes. villain, that fights by the book of arithmetic!--Why the devil