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- Slidkalniņš: 1
- SO smile the heavens upon this holy actThat after-hours with sorrow chide us not. (Shakespeare 2.6 lines 1-2)
- Amen, amen. But come what sorrow can,It cannot countervail the exchange of joy. (shakespeare 2.6 lines 3-4)
- Slidkalniņš: 2
- Here comes the lady. Oh, so light a footWill ne'er wear out the everlasting flint.A lover may bestride the gossamersThat idles in the wanton summer air,And yet not fall. So light is vanity.(Shakespeare 2.6 lines 16-20)
- Good even to my ghostly confessor(Shakespeare 2.6 line 21)
- Hugging
- Slidkalniņš: 3
- Ah, Juliet, if the measure of thy joyBe heaped like mine, and that thy skill be moreTo blazon it, then sweeten with thy breathThis neighbor air, and let rich music's tongueUnfold the imagined happiness that bothReceive in either by this dear encounter. (Shakespeare 2.6 lines 24-29)
- Conceit, more rich in matter than in words,Brags of his substance, not of ornament.They are but beggars that can count their worth.But my true love is grown to such excessI cannot sum up sum of half my wealth. (Shakespeare 2.6 lines 30- 34)
- Come, come with me, and we will make short work.For, by your leaves, you shall not stay aloneTill holy church incorporate two in one. (Shakespeare 2.6 lines 35-37)
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