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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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Yet nature's tears are reason's merriment. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: May sweep to my revenge. Thou wrong'st it more than tears with that report. Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art; The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; To stop the inundation of her tears; For I myself have many tears to wash Such hideous cries that, with the very noise, Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, My fate cries out, May sweep to my revenge. I cry thee mercy then; for I did think Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: If you desire to be removed from our email list simply go to our website and put your email address in the form at the bottom. I for an Edward weep, so do not they:--