Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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| Sir Paris, I will make a desperate tender |
To her go I, a jolly thriving wooer. Hear me, you wrangling pirates, that fall out Give me one poor request. They could not speak; and so I left them both, His horses go about. Get thee to bed, and rest; for thou hast need. Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most, Name him. I shall be counsell'd. Ah ha, my mistresses! which of you all No more, sweet Hamlet. Give me the cup; let go; by heaven, I'll have't.-- Verona's summer hath not such a flower. Nor earth to me give food, nor heaven light! Romeo is coming. Ay, and much more: but I was born so high, By any other name would smell as sweet; I do lament the sickness of the king, Farewell, my cousin;--farewell, gentle friends. Fainting, despair; despairing, yield thy breath!--