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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My grave is like to be my wedding-bed. Her husband, knave:--wouldst thou betray me? This diamond he greets your wife withal, Nurse!--wife!--what, ho!--what, nurse, I say! O, spare my guiltless wife and my poor children!-- In all which time you and your husband Grey - To be reveng'd on him that kill'd my husband.
Wife, children, servants, all I pray you, school yourself: but, for your husband, My mother: father and mother is man and wife; man and wife is Here is your husband, like a milldew'd ear This diamond he greets your wife withal, My husband lost his life to get the crown; Is to become her husband and her father: Romeo, there dead, was husband to that Juliet; In all which time you and your husband Grey Ere you were queen, ay, or your husband king, He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband, If ever he have wife, let her be made Shall I speak ill of him that is my husband? Hold, take my sword.--There's husbandry in heaven; Stanley, he is your wife's son:--well, look to it. What! I that kill'd her husband and his father, When I, thy three-hours' wife, have mangled it?--