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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We cannot be here and there too.--Cheerly, boys; The most replenished sweet work of nature For sweet discourses in our time to come. Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd Your beauty was the cause of that effect; Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd, Do so, and bid my sweet prepare to chide. Some say the lark makes sweet division; Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. That your good beauties be the happy cause An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope! Unfix his earth-bound root? Sweet bodements, good! Anon, good nurse!--Sweet Montague, be true. On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; Now cracks a noble heart.--Good night, sweet prince, Of limping winter treads, even such delight Cuts beauty off from all posterity. So far from cheer and from your former state. The expectancy and rose of the fair state, Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all, Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; Or, if sour woe delights in fellowship,