Blood and destruction shall be so in use, and dreadful objects so familiar, that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants quartered with the hands of war, all pity choked with custom of fell deeds, and Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, with Ate by his side come hot from hell, shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.
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Blood and destruction shall be so in use, and dreadful objects so familiar, that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants quartered with the hands of war, all pity choked with custom of fell deeds, and Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, with Ate by his side come hot from hell, shall in these confines with a monarch’s voice cry “Havoc!” and let slip the dogs of war, that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial.
January 06, 2006 6:25 PM
Ja ist das Blut und alles das!! ziemlich rot!
January 06, 2006 10:34 PM
It may be cold in Russia, but it's a splendid day for sailing here in England! Hoist the sails, and all that! Crumpets!!!
January 08, 2006 6:01 AM
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