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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Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, Mad for thy love? Why, madam, have I off'red love for this, The rest, that love me, rise and follow me. | Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; |
As needful in our loves, fitting our duty? The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so: And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught,-- And then return lamenting to my love.-- And I, as I love Hastings with my heart! The which will I; not all so much for love My lord, he hath importun'd me with love Call me but love, and I'll be new baptiz'd; Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight! And with no less nobility of love My lord, he hath importun'd me with love As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, And not impute this yielding to light love,