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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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O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps;

 Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' The liquid drops of tears that you have shed Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way It is the cry of women, my good lord. Yet let me weep for such a feeling loss. Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, Retorts it: Romeo he cries aloud, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more!  Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk.