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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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Our tears are not yet brew'd.

 The people in the street cry Romeo, New widows howl; new orphans cry; new sorrows With barefac'd power sweep him from my sight, Wash they his wounds with tears: mine shall be spent, And twenty times made pause, to sob and weep, Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: Woul't weep? woul't fight? woul't fast? woul't tear thyself? So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. Back, foolish tears, back to your native spring; O, I cry you mercy; you are the singer: I will say for you. You'll compile your children's memory and surprise them with their own movie!  That he should weep for her? What would he do, The people in the street cry Romeo, So dear I lov'd the man that I must weep. All this is comfort; wherefore weep I, then? There on the ground, with his own tears made drunk.