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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That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! Conscience is but a word that cowards use, 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! At no time broke my faith; would not betray At no time broke my faith; would not betray A dagger of the mind, a false creation, Confound your hidden falsehood, and award I am not treacherous. Of treasonous malice. Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, No less in truth than life: my first false speaking Deep, hollow, treacherous, and full of guile, Poor Clarence, by thy guile betray'd to death! Thus conscience does make cowards of us all; I never was nor never will be false. Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; False face must hide what the false heart doth know. As I am subtle, false, and treacherous, So do not I: go, coward as thou art.-- The manner and the purpose of his treasons;