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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Now fair befall thee and thy noble house! Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad? Show a fair presence and put off these frowns, I am the drudge, and toil in your delight; Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel: Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical! Sweet, so would I: On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady.--Lord, Lord! Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg'd! A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.-- The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, Though news be sad, yet tell them merrily;