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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There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray, love, Killing that love which thou hast vow'd to cherish; By love, that first did prompt me to enquire; Are base respects of thrift, but none of love. Believe me, love, it was the nightingale. I thank his grace, I know he loves me well; One that you love. To fetch a ladder, by the which your love Was once thought honest: you have loved him well; Love give me strength! and strength shall help afford. From the fair forehead of an innocent love, Can lesser hide his love or hate than he; The expedition of my violent love | Under love's heavy burden do I sink. |
To wreak the love I bore my cousin Tybalt Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.--