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! Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, I cry thee mercy then; for I did think Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote
I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; - Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death
Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? This quarry cries on havoc.--O proud death, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more!