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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Fetch me my rapier, boy:--what, dares the slave Then love-devouring death do what he dare,-- Why, what an ass am I! This is most brave, But screw your courage to the sticking-place, Fight, gentlemen of England! fight, bold yeomen! That wrens make prey where eagles dare not perch: With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, Letting "I dare not" wait upon "I would," With thy black mantle; till strange love, grown bold, And what love can do, that dares love attempt; Come, go, good Juliet [noise within],--I dare no longer stay. March on, join bravely, let us to't pell-mell; [Reads.] "Jockey of Norfolk, be not too bold,