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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Have no delight to pass away the time, Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. Have they been merry! which their keepers call Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers, 'One fair daughter, and no more, And reverend looker-on of two fair queens.-- Sweets to the sweet: farewell. As all the world is cheered by the sun, Now cracks a noble heart.--Good night, sweet prince, Ye say honestly: rest you merry! For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, full of woe': O, play me some merry dump to comfort me. If good, thou sham'st the music of sweet news Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh; How now, sweet queen! When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath