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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How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Through fair Verona; find those persons out Your bounty, virtue, fair humility; What, the fair Ophelia? Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies Did he really graduate college? Find out! If she unmask her beauty to the moon: And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate,
The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, O, your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry? Have no delight to pass away the time, translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox, O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy,-- of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself