Oyonale - 3D art and graphic experiments
ShakeSpam
Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.
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It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, I heard a voice cry, "Sleep no more! Shows itself pure: he weeps for what is done. For me to joy and weep their gain and loss: How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses, Pour all your tears! I am your sorrow's nurse, The cry is still, "They come:" our castle's strength - Madam, my mother, I do cry you mercy;
With open outcry, toward our monument. With open outcry, toward our monument. I cannot choose but ever weep the friend.
| Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; |
(Click below to Check this out for yourself, there's lots of people just like me.) Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, I cry thee mercy then; for I did think