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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| And with some sweet oblivious antidote |
The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, For beauty, starv'd with her severity, Most fair return of greetings and desires. Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end. Here, sweet lord, at your service. The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, How silver-sweet sound lovers' tongues by night, So I might live one hour in your sweet bosom. And thou shalt live in this fair world behind, So far from cheer and from your former state. Too flattering-sweet to be substantial. Smile heaven upon this fair conjunction, These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck; Think that thy babes were sweeter than they were, Free events & Movies! Your beauty was the cause of that effect; In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends, Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep 'One fair daughter, and no more, What early tongue so sweet saluteth me?-- Welcome, sweet prince, to London, to your chamber. These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows,