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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Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet - Bid Gloster think of this, and he will weep.
I cry you mercy: Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears. How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet