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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Your beauty was the cause of that effect; Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. - For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.
Larded all with sweet flowers; Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond; So far from cheer and from your former state. The day to cheer and night's dank dew to dry, To his home before us. Fair and noble hostess, Beauteous and swift, the minions of their race, A choking gall, and a preserving sweet.-- Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Man delights not me'? Holy King Henry, and thy fair son Edward, Forward, not permanent, sweet, not lasting; For this, being smelt, with that part cheers each part;
Never came poison from so sweet a place. A beauty-waning and distressed widow, To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love.