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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So smooth he daub'd his vice with show of virtue Good now, sit down, and tell me, he that knows, My good lord,-- A kind of wick or snuff that will abate it; No medicine in the world can do thee good; Which gives the stern'st good night. He is about it: Good madam! My good lords both, with all the heed I can. What, my good lord? By the name of most kind hostess; and shut up No medicine in the world can do thee good; Question enrages him: at once, good-night:-- Is very good meat in Lent; Good morrow, noble sir! Ay, my good lord. Nor aught so good but, strain'd from that fair use, Once more, good night, kind lords and gentlemen. - Ay, my good lord; your royal preparation
Tut, tut, thou art all ice, thy kindness freezes: Ay, my good lord: our time does call upon's.