Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost! For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes Show a fair presence and put off these frowns, | Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. |
For here lies Juliet, and her beauty makes My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! The devil to his fellow; and delight Lies my consent and fair according voice. How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, And in their summer beauty kiss'd each other. New Scent Makes You Simply Irresistible Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Ye say honestly: rest you merry! Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Man delights not me'? Your bounty, virtue, fair humility;