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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Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. - My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets!
Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, 'A was a merry man,--took up the child: But 'twas thy beauty that provoked me. In the remembrance of so fair a dream. The fair Ophelia!--Nymph, in thy orisons Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song? Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily; Have they been merry! which their keepers call Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace? Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, Never came poison from so sweet a place. His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste.