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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Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. Ere one can say It lightens. Sweet, good night! Curse not thyself, fair creature; thou art both. Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him But how long fairly shall her sweet life last? - Now cheer each other in each other's love:
That thou her maid art far more fair than she: No more, sweet Hamlet. My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. full of woe': O, play me some merry dump to comfort me. But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.-- Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark?