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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His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply: Of fair demesnes, youthful, and nobly train'd, (Dig up old skeletons) In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends, Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel: Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night. - Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace?
Our ancient word of courage, fair Saint George, The most replenished sweet work of nature Cuts beauty off from all posterity. Methought it was very sweet; Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers. We cannot be here and there too.--Cheerly, boys;