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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I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, But cheer thy heart and be thou not dismay'd: But cheer thy heart and be thou not dismay'd: - Put on their instruments. Receive what cheer you may;
Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow That thou her maid art far more fair than she: And blow them at the moon: O, 'tis most sweet, These violent delights have violent ends, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens See where she comes from shrift with merry look. For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes O, my fair cousin, I must not say so. of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! No More Paper Clutter or Misplaced Documents. Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lov'st; Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, How now, sweet queen! Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship, What doth her beauty serve but as a note Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!