Nude Oil Paintings
dropship oil paintings
Thou art a lord, and nothing but a lord:Thou hast a lady far more beautifulThan any woman in this waning age.
First Servant
And till the tears that she hath shed for theeLike envious floods o'er-run her lovely face,She was the fairest creature in the world;And yet she is inferior to none.
SLY
Am I a lord? and have I such a lady?Or do I dream? or have I dream'd till now?I do not sleep: I see, I hear, I speak;I smell sweet savours and I feel soft things:Upon my life, I am a lord indeedAnd not a tinker nor Christophero Sly.Well, bring our lady hither to our sight;And once again, a pot o' the smallest ale.
Second Servant
Will't please your mightiness to wash your hands?O, how we joy to see your wit restored!O, that once more you knew but what you are!These fifteen years you have been in a dream;Or when you waked, so waked as if you slept.
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