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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Your eyes drop millstones when fools' eyes fall tears: Then weep no more. I'll send to one in Mantua,-- Swits and spurs, swits and spurs; or I'll cry a match. They cry 'Choose we! Laertes shall be king!' Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, Evermore weeping for your cousin's death? With tears augmenting the fresh morning's dew, Throng to the bar, crying all Guilty! guilty! Who,--raging with thy tears and they with them,-- How now! a conduit, girl? what, still in tears? Cry mercy, lords and watchful gentlemen, Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, May sweep to my revenge. Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: Like Niobe, all tears;--why she, even she,--