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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With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys: Because sweet flowers are slow and weeds make haste. Hold, then; go home, be merry, give consent Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Your bounty, virtue, fair humility; Sweet prince, the untainted virtue of your years Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! Upon the sweetest flower of all the field. It is supposed, the fair creature died,-- Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty: Methought it was very sweet; To follow this fair corse unto her grave: Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, So sweet is zealous contemplation. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, What, the fair Ophelia? She may help you to many fair preferments; | For fair without the fair within to hide: |
Alas, sweet lady, what imports this song? Sweet flower, with flowers thy bridal bed I strew: But all so soon as the all-cheering sun Tempering extremities with extreme sweet.