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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When I had seen this hot love on the wing,-- My lord, he hath importun'd me with love And gave him what becomed love I might, Where little fears grow great, great love grows there. Their aunt I am in law, in love their mother: Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. God give us leisure for these rites of love! Grows wide withal. Perhaps he loves you now; Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love, For stony limits cannot hold love out: Peace, children, peace! the king doth love you well: Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate! For love of God, forbear him!