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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No more, sweet Hamlet. Curse not thyself, fair creature; thou art both. This fair alliance quickly shall call home I am the drudge, and toil in your delight; O, help him, you sweet heavens! In mortal paradise of such sweet flesh?-- The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Would I were sleep and peace, so sweet to rest! translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox, What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?-- We cannot be here and there too.--Cheerly, boys;
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Ye say honestly: rest you merry! Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And with them words of so sweet breath compos'd