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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Why, let the strucken deer go weep, - Our tears are not yet brew'd.
With open outcry, toward our monument. Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, I cry you mercy: That I have? He would drown the stage with tears Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: How can we aid you with our kindred tears? Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; Which you weep for. choose but weep, to think they would lay him i' the cold ground. Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: That he should weep for her? What would he do, What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears?