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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And loves not me, be you, good lord, assur'd | Therefore do nimble-pinion'd doves draw love, |
Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, By love, that first did prompt me to enquire; Through lovers' brains, and then they dream of love; Love, charity, obedience, and true duty! She hath forsworn to love; and in that vow What say you? can you love the gentleman? Courage to make's love known? By holy Paul, they love his grace but lightly The love that follows us sometime is our trouble, So season'd with your faithful love to me, My dearest love, By their own beauties: or, if love be blind, Bear her my true love's kiss; and so, farewell. Here's much to do with hate, but more with love:-- If you do love my brother, hate not me; O love! O life!--not life, but love in death! That may be must be, love, on Thursday next. And hitherto doth love on fortune tend: And charg'd us from his soul to love each other,