Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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And therefore have I little talk'd of love; - In youth when I did love, did love,
To be reveng'd on him that loveth thee. This bud of love, by summer's ripening breath, A right good markman!--And she's fair I love. And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks: Thy dear love sworn, but hollow perjury, Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. Thy love did read by rote, that could not spell. Art thou gone so? my lord, my love, my friend! In love? Courage to make's love known? The which he loved passing well.' Such I account thy love. Art thou afeard