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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These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile Why, love, I say!--madam! sweetheart!--why, bride!-- of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! And is it not, then, well served in to a sweet goose? For sweet discourses in our time to come. You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, Of limping winter treads, even such delight The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;