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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Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,-- Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Weep our sad bosoms empty. Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, The people in the street cry Romeo,
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