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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In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends, Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me. For beauty, starv'd with her severity, Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: The king, that calls your beauteous daughter wife, The labour we delight in physics pain. On the fair daughter of rich Capulet: Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have. Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years God ye good-den, fair gentlewoman. For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. Divided from herself and her fair judgment, You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, I'll make you quiet. What!--cheerly, my hearts.