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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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In God's name cheerly on, courageous friends,

 Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear! These eyes could not endure that beauty's wreck; Some say the lark makes sweet division; No more, sweet Hamlet. Now, fair befall you! he deserv'd his death; An anchor's cheer in prison be my scope! translate beauty into his likeness: this was sometime a paradox, Sweet saint, for charity, be not so curst. 'Tis deeply sworn. Sweet, leave me here awhile; Our stern alarums chang'd to merry meetings, These happy masks that kiss fair ladies' brows, Mass, and well said; a merry whoreson, ha! Be cheerful, Richmond; for the wronged souls That, when she dies, with beauty dies her store. 
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:
 To live an unstain'd wife to my sweet love. The sweetest sleep and fairest-boding dreams That your good beauties be the happy cause The harlot's cheek, beautied with plastering art, Hath been my kinsman.--O sweet Juliet, Nimbly and sweetly recommends itself Thine eyes, sweet lady, have infected mine. But, now thy beauty is propos'd my fee, Rescue, fair lord, or else the day is lost!