Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set One that you love. That may be must be, love, on Thursday next. Thy dear love sworn, but hollow perjury, What's here? a cup, clos'd in my true love's hand? And I, as I love Hastings with my heart! Fie, fie, thou sham'st thy shape, thy love, thy wit; And, to sink in it, should you burden love; That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not? O, he's a lovely gentleman! There lives within the very flame of love But never doubt I love. Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Why, madam, have I off'red love for this, - That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul:
Your very worshipful and loving friends, I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: