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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Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Sweet, so would I: A mother only mock'd with two fair babes; Ah me! how sweet is love itself possess'd, With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys: Have no delight to pass away the time, | And is it not, then, well served in to a sweet goose? |
My words would bandy her to my sweet love, Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel: Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! And from her fair and unpolluted flesh Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; O, help him, you sweet heavens!