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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I pray thee chide not: she whom I love now | Not that I think you did not love your father; |
We must both give and take, my loving lord. Now Romeo is belov'd, and loves again, With hate in those where I expect most love! Speak briefly, can you like of Paris' love? As woman's love. More grief to hide than hate to utter love. My true-love passion: therefore pardon me; My lord, he hath importun'd me with love Blind is his love, and best befits the dark. Thy wit, that ornament to shape and love, Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, Now cheer each other in each other's love: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptiz'd; And she as much in love, her means much less The love that follows us sometime is our trouble,