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'll make you quiet. What!--cheerly, my hearts. For sweet discourses in our time to come. If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, But cheer thy heart and be thou not dismay'd: | Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! |
Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers, Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-- So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. And find delight writ there with beauty's pen; Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! God ye good-den, fair gentlewoman. Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, The most replenished sweet work of nature What doth her beauty serve but as a note To beautify him, only lacks a cover: With all the admired beauties of Verona. Now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall.