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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Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. If good, thou sham'st the music of sweet news Together with that fair and warlike form And show the best of our delights; My tongue could never learn sweet smoothing word; What, the fair Ophelia? The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. If she unmask her beauty to the moon: Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have. Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty? With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine.