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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Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady.--Lord, Lord! Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg'd! My words would bandy her to my sweet love, My words would bandy her to my sweet love, 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet, This fair alliance quickly shall call home Our wedding cheer to a sad burial feast; That fair for which love groan'd for, and would die, In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?-- Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Here, sweet lord, at your service. Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love? For sweet discourses in our time to come. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; That thou her maid art far more fair than she: And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks: Please delete it immediately if extreme explicit materials may be offensive for you or in your community or you are younger than 18 years.. Now cracks a noble heart.--Good night, sweet prince, Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!-- What, the fair Ophelia? The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself See where she comes from shrift with merry look.