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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Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. Methought it was very sweet; Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply: What doth her beauty serve but as a note O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! O, she's rich in beauty; only poor Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years That your good beauties be the happy cause The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. Our dreadful marches to delightful measures. Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, Hath been my kinsman.--O sweet Juliet, My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! How now, sweet queen! Show a fair presence and put off these frowns, Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lov'st; So far from cheer and from your former state. Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad? Most fair return of greetings and desires.