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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Thou wrong'st it more than tears with that report. Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth, The Real Thing! Look, whether he has not turn'd his colour, and has tears in's And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- Which you weep for. Fell in the weeping brook. Her clothes spread wide; It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! That I have? He would drown the stage with tears New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; Cry "God save Richard, England's royal king!" No, coz, I rather weep. Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows