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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A sweeter and a lovelier gentleman,-- No more, sweet Hamlet. Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urg'd! The devil to his fellow; and delight Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have. If thou delight to view thy heinous deeds, Here, sweet lord, at your service. Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! That cropp'd the golden prime of this sweet prince, - For fair without the fair within to hide:
Divided from herself and her fair judgment, Of limping winter treads, even such delight | Neither, fair saint, if either thee dislike. |
Hath not so green, so quick, so fair an eye No more, sweet Hamlet. Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lov'st; On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, I am the drudge, and toil in your delight;