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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Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber. Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! - Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd,