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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These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, You are merry, my lord. See where she comes from shrift with merry look. A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-- Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Man delights not me'? full of woe': O, play me some merry dump to comfort me. When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, That fair for which love groan'd for, and would die, Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself full of woe': O, play me some merry dump to comfort me. Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers, Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-- In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?-- Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. Cuts beauty off from all posterity. With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days!