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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Which with sweet water nightly I will dew; Infer fair England's peace by this alliance. Your beauty, that did haunt me in my sleep Thou sing'st sweet music. Hark, come hither, Tyrrel: Did ever dragon keep so fair a cave? With the sweet silent hours of marriage joys: For beauty, starv'd with her severity, The devil to his fellow; and delight Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. Speak to my gossip Venus one fair word, Sweetly in force unto her fair life's end. The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, Good night, good night! parting is such sweet sorrow But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, And what obscur'd in this fair volume lies Come,sisters, cheer we up his sprites,