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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I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Weep our sad bosoms empty. Cry but 'Ah me!' pronounce but Love and dove; And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet For Venus smiles not in a house of tears.
That which cries, "Thus thou must do, if thou have it: Cry "God save Richard, England's royal king!" That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? Weep our sad bosoms empty. With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's - Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps:
With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! And wet his grave with my repentant tears,--