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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Your beauty was the cause of that effect; Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. His grace looks cheerfully and smooth this morning; Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers, Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens The devil to his fellow; and delight My damned son, that thy two sweet sons smother'd. A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, O, your only jig-maker! What should a man do but be merry? of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! Through fair Verona; find those persons out 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, Hamlet, of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! Have no delight to pass away the time, The most replenished sweet work of nature That your good beauties be the happy cause A whispering tale in a fair lady's ear, If she unmask her beauty to the moon: