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 for an Edward weep, so do not they:-- Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! The pretty wretch left crying, and said 'Ay:' With curses in her mouth, tears in her eyes, May sweep to my revenge.
How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! May sweep to my revenge. Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. Which you weep for. Thy tears are womanish; thy wild acts denote I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Well, girl, thou weep'st not so much for his death I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, What, wilt thou wash him from his grave with tears? If he were dead, you'ld weep for him: if you would not, it Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, I cannot choose but ever weep the friend. Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears