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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Make us again count o'er ere love be done! Sir Thomas Lovel and Lord Marquis Dorset, With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard To meet her new beloved anywhere: I, that am rudely stamp'd, and want love's majesty As needful in our loves, fitting our duty? Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, Who spoke of brotherhood? who spoke of love? On pure heart's love, to greet the tender princes.-- How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, That I to your assistance do make love; But one, poor one, one poor and loving child, Therefore love moderately: long love doth so; That God, the law, my honour, and her love Why, such is love's transgression.-- And gave him what becomed love I might,