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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| But all so soon as the all-cheering sun |
Madam, good hope; his grace speaks cheerfully. Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, But cheer thy heart and be thou not dismay'd:
Be of good cheer: mother, how fares your grace? On the fair daughter of rich Capulet: Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady.--Lord, Lord! Divided from herself and her fair judgment, An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope! Now, good sweet nurse,--O Lord, why look'st thou sad?