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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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 Lifts me above the ground with cheerful thoughts. 
What doth her beauty serve but as a note
 Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. And I'll corrupt her manners, stain her beauty: Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him Marry, sir, because silver hath a sweet sound. May prove a beauteous flower when next we meet. Shine out, fair sun, till I have bought a glass, Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, Well, sir; my mistress is the sweetest lady.--Lord, Lord! In equal scale weighing delight and dole,-- Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, My words would bandy her to my sweet love, 
Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!

 To blazon it, then sweeten with thy breath 
  • Which, as they kiss, consume: the sweetest honey
 O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, 
O, she's rich in beauty; only poor
 These violent delights have violent ends, I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: But all so soon as the all-cheering sun