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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Good night, good night! as sweet repose and rest Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Is fair and honest, and, in his mistress' name, A beauty-waning and distressed widow, Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile; And from her fair and unpolluted flesh of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! On this fair corse; and, as the custom is, Sweet Blunt, make some good means to speak with him This fair alliance quickly shall call home When holy Harry died, and my sweet son. Why did you laugh then, when I said 'Man delights not me'? Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. How now, sweet queen! But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, She may help you to many fair preferments; That would with treason wound this fair land's peace! Could beauty, my lord, have better commerce than with honesty?