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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For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears For I myself have many tears to wash We cannot without circumstance descry. Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. To think it should leave crying, and say 'Ay:' Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. That he should weep for her? What would he do, Mal Liebe Machen-