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. Will want true colour; tears perchance for blood. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: That, sweepstake, you will draw both friend and foe, They bear the mandate; they must sweep my way O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: These babes for Clarence weep, and so do I; Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Poor soul, thy face is much abus'd with tears. Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, | They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; |
Why do you weep so oft, and beat your breast, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, Why, let the strucken deer go weep, If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires;