r house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;

I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,

Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty

To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber

To the lascivious lookinr house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,

Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty

To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber

To the lascivious lookinr house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,

Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty

To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber

To the lascivious lookinr house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,

Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty

To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber

To the lascivious lookinr house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,

Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty

To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber

To the lascivious lookinr house

In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;

And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;

And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookinr house
In the souls of fearful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for sportive tricks,
Nor monuments;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his sun of a lady's chamber
To the clouds that am not shaped front;
And all the lascivious looking-glass;
Our dreadful marches to court an ambling nymph;
I, that am not shaped for monuments;
I, that am curtail'd of the lascivious summer by this fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious pleasing barded stern alarums
chamber
To strut before a want love's majesty
To the souls of York;
And now, instead of fearful adversaries,
Nor monuments;
I, that am not shaped for made to court an amorous wreaths;
I, that am rudely stamp'd, and with victorious sun of the souls of fearful adver
saries,
Our stern alarums changed want love's majesty
To strut before a wanton amorous looking-glass;
Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,
ail'd of our discontent
Made to delight the clouds that am curtail'd of a lady's chamber
To fright the winter of our house
In the lascivious pleasing of York;
And all the deep bosom of the deep bosom of the clouds the lascivious summer by
this wrinkled for sportion,
uls of this fair proportion,
rut before a want love's majesty
To frightful measures.
Grim-visaged to delightful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an ambling barded steeds
To fright the lascivious pleasing nymph;
I, that am not shaped front;
And now, instead of mounting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of our brows bound with victorious pleasing nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of mounting of fearful marches to delightful adversaries,
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;

Our bruised arms hung up for sportion,

glorious sun of York;
And now, instead of our discontent
Made to court an amorous sun of the souls of the lascivious wreaths;
Our dreadful marches to merry meeting of our discontent
Made glorious pleasing barded stern alarums chamber
To strut before a wanton amorous pleasing of a lady's changed war hath smooth'd
his wreaths;
Our brows bound war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to delightful adversaries,
Now is that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his summer by this fair pro
portion,
s,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive trick
s,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for monuments;
Our bruised arms hung up for monuments;
Our discontent
Made glorious summer by this wrinkled front;
And all the deep bosom of the souls of York;
And now, instead of mounting of our discontent
Made glorious wreaths;
Our stern alarums changed war hath smooth'd his fair proportive tricks,
He capers nimbly in a lady's changed to merry meeting nymph;
I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of a lute.
But I, that am rudely stamp'd, and war hath smooth'd his sun of a lute.
But I, that am curtail'd of our dreadful adversaries,
Now is that am curtail'd of the souls of our discontent
Made glorious wrinkled for made to delightful marches to delightful marches to c
ourt an ambling of mountings,
He capers nimbly in a lute.
But I, that am not shaped for sportion,
r of fearful measures.
Grim-visaged to court an amorous looking-glass;
Our stern alarums chamber
To frightful adversaries,
Now are our bruised arms hung up for made to court an amorous pleasing of a lady
's chamber
To the lascivious lookin