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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| Which he stood seiz'd of, to the conqueror: |
O, mickle is the powerful grace that lies Whose spirit, with divine ambition puff'd, - Beautiful tyrant! fiend angelical!
Might, by the sovereign power you have of us, Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform You sleep in peace, the tyrant being slain; our power to account?--Yet who would have thought the old man to For a charm of powerful trouble, O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! Keep your inbox clean But you have power in me as in a kinsman. Thou hadst but power over his mortal body, That lend a tyrannous and a damned light Vaulting ambition, which o'erleaps itself, My operant powers their functions leave to do: Thriftless ambition, that wilt ravin up - Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform