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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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Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood.

 Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. I cry you mercy: Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,-- Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, That tears shall drown the wind.--I have no spur That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls,-- They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' I do beweep to many simple gulls; Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! 
  • With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes,
 
Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty!
 How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Cry "God save Richard, England's royal king!"