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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Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, Blubbering and weeping, weeping and blubbering.-- Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. My fate cries out, Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,--