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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For I myself have many tears to wash Dry up your tears, and stick your rosemary Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Weep our sad bosoms empty. Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent,