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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And as my love is siz'd, my fear is so: Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; You cannot call it love; for at your age Alack, I love myself. Wherefore? for any good O, he's a lovely gentleman! If this inducement move her not to love, To fetch a ladder, by the which your love Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. If you do love my brother, hate not me; And bad'st me bury love. Love goes toward love as schoolboys from their books; Your very worshipful and loving friends, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. Refuse not, mighty lord, this proffer'd love. More grief to hide than hate to utter love. From the fair forehead of an innocent love, How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: So prosper I, as I swear perfect love! Doth grace for grace and love for love allow; She hath forsworn to love; and in that vow | I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see |
Which should bedeck thy shape, thy love, thy wit: Be patient; they are friends,--Ratcliff and Lovel. That thou dost love my daughter from thy soul: