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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O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.-- Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. These violent delights have violent ends, The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams I am the drudge, and toil in your delight; The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep These violent delights have violent ends,
To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess, With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys: | And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: |
If she unmask her beauty to the moon: How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, Lies my consent and fair according voice. - Now fair befall thee and thy noble house!
Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd, On the fair daughter of rich Capulet: Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: That, when she dies, with beauty dies her store.