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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Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. Harpier cries:--"tis time, 'tis time. And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Aroint thee, witch! the rump-fed ronyon cries. Why, let the strucken deer go weep, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps:
O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way She for an Edward weeps, and so do I: Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, For I myself have many tears to wash Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep,