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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If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Our tears are not yet brew'd. Which you weep for. Ay, millstones; as he lesson'd us to weep. Which you weep for. Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: No, coz, I rather weep. Such hideous cries that, with the very noise,