Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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| To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. |
Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song? And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd Call them again, sweet prince, accept their suit: Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love? Craps Cuts beauty off from all posterity. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile; Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,