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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With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, And, but thou love me, let them find me here. - I will even tell you how to mail them with easy to follow step-by-step instructions I include with every order.
Make us again count o'er ere love be done! Now cheer each other in each other's love: You are a lover; borrow Cupid's wings, I hear some noise within: dear love, adieu!-- The rest, that love me, rise and follow me. Your love says, like an honest gentleman, By love, that first did prompt me to enquire; - Love is a smoke rais'd with the fume of sighs;
That I, forsooth, am stern and love them not? As meditation or the thoughts of love,
Remembering how I love thy company. Fie, fie, thou sham'st thy shape, thy love, thy wit; If that thy bent of love be honourable, One that you love.