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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Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! Thou wrong'st it more than tears with that report. Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength That he should weep for her? What would he do, To cry, "Hold, hold!" And that dear saint which then I weeping follow'd; And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. It is the cry of women, my good lord. It is the cry of women, my good lord. And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep.