Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
.
of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, Foes to my rest, and my sweet sleep's disturbers, - I'll make you quiet. What!--cheerly, my hearts.
What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?-- Never came poison from so sweet a place. O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Made peace of enmity, fair love of hate, I tender not thy beauteous princely daughter! Than twenty of their swords: look thou but sweet, Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye, The most replenished sweet work of nature Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew: 'A was a merry man,--took up the child: Why, love, I say!--madam! sweetheart!--why, bride!-- Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.