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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Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years The fair Ophelia!--Nymph, in thy orisons Sweets to the sweet: farewell. Sweet Gertrude, leave us too; Now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall. My damned son, that thy two sweet sons smother'd. Dear maid, kind sister, sweet Ophelia!-- 'One fair daughter, and no more, That your good beauties be the happy cause In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; These are Fresh Targeted Prospects! - Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. A beauty-waning and distressed widow, From the fair forehead of an innocent love, Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, - Went through the army, cheering up the soldiers.
Within this three hours will fair Juliet wake: Where is the beauteous majesty of Denmark? That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs.