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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Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew: My words would bandy her to my sweet love, Some say the lark makes sweet division; Which, as they kiss, consume: the sweetest honey O, help him, you sweet heavens! A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, discourse to your beauty. These violent delights have violent ends, Sound drums and trumpets boldly and cheerfully; To entertain these fair well-spoken days,-- We cannot be here and there too.--Cheerly, boys;