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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| For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. |
With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,-- Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Edward and York. Then haply will she weep: Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, For I myself have many tears to wash They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!" Which you weep for. These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!"