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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As meditation or the thoughts of love, Sprung from neglected love.--How now, Ophelia! There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, Nothing in love: now does he feel his title Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply: And therefore have I little talk'd of love; This precious book of love, this unbound lover, By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly Alas that love, whose view is muffled still, And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: | Why, man, they did make love to this employment; |
Thou mayst prove false; at lovers' perjuries, Therefore love moderately: long love doth so; There lives within the very flame of love If my heart's dear love,-- Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.