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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Why, let the strucken deer go weep, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! How can we aid you with our kindred tears? Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. - It is the cry of women, my good lord.
And make poor England weep in streams of blood! Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death
For Venus smiles not in a house of tears. Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Do ebb and flow with tears; the bark thy body is, - And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!"
May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! With open outcry, toward our monument. Which you weep for. Cry to be heard, as 'twere from heaven to earth, | Or, wanting that, with tears distill'd by moans: |
And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet