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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What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?-- - Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years
For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy,-- Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, The labour we delight in physics pain. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, Thy wit is a very bitter sweeting; it is a most sharp Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams Shuts up his windows, locks fair daylight out Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest | Thy beauty hath made me effeminate |
For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part; Sweet, sweet, sweet nurse, tell me, what says my love? And reverend looker-on of two fair queens.-- My words would bandy her to my sweet love, Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest