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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Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, Curse not thyself, fair creature; thou art both. Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets! A right fair mark, fair coz, is soonest hit. That last is true; the sweeter rest was mine. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! With smiling plenty, and fair prosperous days! And show the best of our delights; And show the best of our delights; The most replenished sweet work of nature To beautify him, only lacks a cover: My unblown flowers, new-appearing sweets!