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Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Which you weep for. My fate cries out, Bid Gloster think of this, and he will weep. I didnt know whether to faint, scream, or cry.
Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Why, let the strucken deer go weep, I cry thee mercy then; for I did think With open outcry, toward our monument. Nightly shall be to strew thy grave and weep. And damn'd be him that first cries, "Hold, enough!" O, she says nothing, sir, but weeps and weeps; The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Whips out his rapier, cries 'A rat, a rat!' - I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: