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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O heat, dry up my brains! tears seven times salt, How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! Why, let the strucken deer go weep, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. To cry, "Hold, hold!" | And make poor England weep in streams of blood! |
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