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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I do beweep to many simple gulls; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. Which you weep for. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, Cries cuckold to my father; brands the harlot It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, To overgo thy woes and drown thy cries? That I have? He would drown the stage with tears I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: