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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This general applause and cheerful shout
Argues your wisdoms and your love to Richard: Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace? O, she's rich in beauty; only poor Cuts beauty off from all posterity. Have no delight to pass away the time, Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, - And she steal love's sweet bait from fearful hooks:
The most replenished sweet work of nature Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; Have they been merry! which their keepers call That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince,