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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- I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry.
To stop the inundation of her tears; Immoderately she weeps for Tybalt's death, Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. | I heard the owl scream and the crickets cry. |
And bid her wipe her weeping eyes withal. They shall be praying nuns, not weeping queens; Weep our sad bosoms empty. Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, That he should weep for her? What would he do, New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- I cry thee mercy then; for I did think And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" For Venus smiles not in a house of tears.