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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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Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary

  Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- You live that shall cry woe for this hereafter. Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Fill'd it with cursing cries and deep exclaims. For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Weeping and wailing over Tybalt's corse: The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy; Art thou a man? thy form cries out thou art; And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; The Authoritative Source of Web Marketing for Business How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears?  Why, let the strucken deer go weep, Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears: