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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By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs; And, England, if my love thou hold'st at aught,-- Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love; And from my heart's love I do thank thee for it. That even our loves should with our fortunes change; Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, Lovers can see to do their amorous rites
Was once thought honest: you have loved him well; And I will love thee, and prefer thee for it. By heaven, I love thee better than myself; I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- Sprung from neglected love.--How now, Ophelia! By heaven, we come to him in perfect love; Till thou shalt know the reason of my love: Those precious motives, those strong knots of love,-- And not impute this yielding to light love, As woman's love. Then plainly know my heart's dear love is set