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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How cheerfully on the false trail they cry! Come weep with me; past hope, past cure, past help! Thy beauty hath, and made them blind with weeping. And cry "O Clarence, my unhappy son!" It weeps, it bleeds; and each new day a gash Tears in his eyes, distraction in's aspect, May send forth plenteous tears to drown the world! I for a Clarence weep, so doth not she: And therefore I forbid my tears: but yet May sweep to my revenge. - Nor tears nor prayers shall purchase out abuses,
Ah, who shall hinder me to wail and weep, Here is a friar, that trembles, sighs, and weeps: