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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'To the celestial, and my soul's idol, the most beautified For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy,-- Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, So far from cheer and from your former state. You having lands, and bless'd with beauteous wives, Arm, fight, and conquer, for fair England's sake! Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, Now seeming sweet, convert to bitter gall. As all the world is cheered by the sun, Ere one can say It lightens. Sweet, good night! 'One fair daughter, and no more, Nor cheer of mind that I was wont to have. How now, sweet queen! Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Now fair befall thee and thy noble house! By God's fair ordinance conjoin together! Hath been my kinsman.--O sweet Juliet, translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox, Sups the fair Rosaline whom thou so lov'st; O, she's rich in beauty; only poor Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.