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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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Had part in this fair maid; now heaven hath all,

 My damned son, that thy two sweet sons smother'd. The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, 
I'll make you quiet. What!--cheerly, my hearts.
 Your beauty was the cause of that effect; Sweets to the sweet: farewell. Cuts beauty off from all posterity. Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. I'll make you quiet. What!--cheerly, my hearts. That to the use of actions fair and good She may help you to many fair preferments; 
She may help you to many fair preferments;

 With all the admired beauties of Verona. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word; 
The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry,

 Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. By their own beauties: or, if love be blind, Because their breaths with sweetmeats tainted are: Have no delight to pass away the time,