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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To wreak the love I bore my cousin Tybalt To wreak the love I bore my cousin Tybalt That Henry's death, my lovely Edward's death, So soon forsaken? young men's love, then, lies Please indicate your interest by sending your telephone and fax numbers or call me up at anytime. Under love's heavy burden do I sink. And loves not me, be you, good lord, assur'd The valiant Paris seeks you for his love. Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear; I could interpret between you and your love, if I could see And, but thou love me, let them find me here. Fie, fie, thou sham'st thy shape, thy love, thy wit; Tybalt, the reason that I have to love thee Be patient; they are friends,--Ratcliff and Lovel. One that you love. There lives within the very flame of love | Romeo! humours! madman! passion! lover! |
To breathe such vows as lovers us'd to swear;