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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What doth her beauty serve but as a note That's a fair thought to lie between maids' legs. Sweets to the sweet: farewell. These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck; The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites, - Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed,
Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, And reverend looker-on of two fair queens.-- That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! 'One fair daughter, and no more, Ere he can spread his sweet leaves to the air, In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-- Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; Ay, truly; for the power of beauty will sooner transform That's an ill phrase, a vile phrase; 'beautified' is a vile Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, You do not give the cheer: the feast is sold