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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Cuts beauty off from all posterity. And from her fair and unpolluted flesh In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?-- Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. For sweet discourses in our time to come. These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck; That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! Together with that fair and warlike form Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, On the fair daughter of rich Capulet: The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself How now, sweet queen! Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Man delights not me'? Sweet remembrancer!-- Have they been merry! which their keepers call And cheer his grace with quick and merry eyes. Anon, good nurse!--Sweet Montague, be true. Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams And ample interchange of sweet discourse, | A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, |